Four years have passed since the narrative of those things in junior high school 1, and I can't help but open my memory and play it back slowly.
I was so shy in the first grade that I was afraid to speak.
After the second day of junior high school, I have been trying to change myself and make myself look less shy. However, I seem to have failed.
After grade three, I succeeded. I succeeded with the help of my classmates.
It seems to be a sports meeting. In the morning, after I had a full meal, I looked down and found that my zipper was broken. I hurried to the canteen to make a phone call, and now I have forgotten how I got to the school gate. The only thing I remember is that my friends are running back and forth around the school dormitory building, trying their best to call my name, hoping that I can hear those trapped upstairs. I cried. It's been a long time since so many people cared about me. I calmed down a little and said to them as I walked, "I'm coming." "Where have you been?" "We thought you were locked in the dormitory." "Let's find it easily." ... listening to their complaints, I smiled I have so many people who care about me that I am no longer shy. ...
Four years of junior high school life will come to an end, and my friends and I will be separated. However, these precious memories are hidden in my memory DVD and will never be lost.
Narration of those things in junior high school 2 Los Angeles and Jiangchuan are deskmates. A school has always been the same table for men and women.
But the relationship between Los Angeles and Jiangchuan is very good. Jiangchuan is called a best friend in Los Angeles. He just smiles. Teenagers have bright eyes and white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seem a little gentle. In the flower season, boys and girls always look like they are afraid of chaos in the world, so they made a change in the relationship between Los Angeles and Jiangchuan.
Although Los Angeles looks like a weak girl from Shu Ya, she likes watching football games. Just like Jiangchuan, the two often discuss happily during recess. Sometimes the more you talk, the more excited you get. This intimacy makes the students whisper and watch their every move with a lively mood.
Finally, the most cynical Shen Shaoyang approached Jiangchuan at a physical education class and asked with a smile, "What's your relationship with LA?" There is a hint of playfulness in the corners of the mouth. "What's it to you?" Jiangchuan pushed him away in a cold tone. Shen Shaoyang held a small white face high, made a "hum" gesture, and then squeezed into the crowd. But the students still smile and glance at Los Angeles or Jiangchuan from time to time.
Jiangchuan became a little uncomfortable, especially when he saw Los Angeles, and he always looked away. Although los Angeles told him not to care.
What the students expected finally happened. In a Chinese class, Los Angeles handed Jiangchuan a piece of paper, but Jiangchuan just looked at it, pouted and ignored her. But this scene clearly appeared in front of the teacher. "Los Angeles, bring up the note!" The teacher in charge said sharply with a frown. The students all turned away with cynicism and gloating in their eyes. A group of people headed by Shen Shaoyang still laughed out loud. Jiangchuan felt his heart beating in his throat.
I didn't expect Los Angeles to laugh. A pair of beautiful eyes bent into moonlight, pear vortex shallow. I respectfully handed the note.
The teacher's expression became dull, turned into surprise and showed a happy smile.
"Los Angeles, how did you know it was my birthday?" This sentence shocked the whole class.
"Teacher, it's written on your QQ!" Los Angeles smiled. What she wrote on the note was: Jiangchuan, today is the birthday of the head teacher. Should we buy some presents for it?
"Why pass notes in class?" The head teacher's brow tightened again.
"Because Jiangchuan went to play basketball after class, he didn't want to talk to me." Los Angeles' eyes became dim, and the sun cast a shadow on her white face. "Students always make fun of us." Jiangchuan also bowed his head and felt a little sorry at the same time. The other students looked at each other and felt unspeakable shame.
"It's not that there is no real pure friendship between boys and girls!" The head teacher became serious and looked around. "As long as the amount is rich! What do you do like this? How can you make fun of Los Angeles and Jiangchuan if you don't know the facts! "
Seeing that her classmates buried their heads lower, Los Angeles said sincerely, "How much can you improve by knowing your mistakes?" The point is, students, do you want to hold a birthday party for the old class? "
"Yes!" At this time, everyone came to join in the fun. Looking at the class teacher on the podium, he was very embarrassed.
"Jiangchuan, let's go together!" Los Angeles shanshan laughed.
"Yes!"
Narration of those things in junior high school 3 "Next Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, we will have a mid-term exam in junior high school." Only a score of 600 or above can be considered a good student. "When the teacher speaks, the whole class boils like boiling water. For a time, everyone rushed to tell each other, and the learning atmosphere in the class became strong.
On the last Thursday before the mid-term exam, there were three self-study classes, and everyone was so happy. But we don't have time to play in the self-study class, and the first big exam in junior high school is coming! Everyone is immersed in the review, and from time to time there are still some voices hovering over the classroom: "What do you mean by Chen Taiqiu and friendship?" The teacher said nothing! ""How to translate the notebook? " "Power is the multiplication of several identical numbers, not even this!" "Kohane, let's test politics with each other! Why is life the most precious? " "Because ... life is short more than once?" "Wrong! There are three points in this question, and you only answered one! "
It will be Wednesday afternoon soon, and we will take exams in Chinese, geography and biology. On the way to the examination room, I was a little excited and nervous. I am excited because I am about to face the first big exam in my life; I am very nervous, because I heard that the exam was given by the second-grade teacher. Is it too difficult? Moreover, the teacher also said that Chinese, mathematics and politics are very difficult. Will I not finish writing?
Whether I have the mid-term exam or not, I still sit in the examination room. The Chinese test paper was handed out. I listened to my pounding heart and opened it. It's as simple as that. My previous efforts were not in vain. I took out my pen and wrote ...
In the afternoon of three days, we all spent the tense exams and the rustling sound of writing.
After staying up for another week, all the papers were finally handed out. The other six subjects are fine, and politics is difficult. I can't figure out how many points I can get in the exam. 30 points? 20 points? 10? I can't imagine. I closed my eyes and gently opened the test paper. There is a bright red number written in the center of the test paper: 75. I feel my heart is broken: how many points do I have to pull? Can I still pass the 600 mark?
The results of other subjects have also been sent out one after another. Every time I hand out a paper, I have to struggle between opening it and not opening it: open it, if I do so badly in the exam, my heart will not stand it; If you don't open it, you can't. After school, parents have to ask about their grades. So, after struggling for a long time, I couldn't resist the harshness of my parents. I gently open the test paper every time, ready to endure heartbreak. ...
But it's okay, just a little worse in politics, and the rest are between 80 and 90 points. When the last paper was opened, I felt relieved: I have learned very well, so why should I be afraid?
Now, I understand: being a good student is also very tiring. Every time I look at my grades, I worry that I will regress, which will make my teachers resentful, make my classmates look down on me, and make my parents very sad. But fortunately, my total score reached 624, which is not bad.
Now, I can only wish better results in the final exam: above 650 points!
Narrator 4 of those things in junior high school should not be called "inch yin short", it is hard to get again.
I believe everyone has an unforgettable junior high school time. My junior high school time was spent in a happy and playful atmosphere. In the embrace of the earth and the blue sky, in the tempering of the mountains and the seas, we work hard again and again to create brilliance again and again. Although our junior high school time passed in a hurry, it was unforgettable.
As if everything were the same as yesterday, three years passed quickly. Three years in junior high school, I suddenly feel that time flies: the sound of fighting with my classmates for 65,438+00 minutes during the break, and the sound of reviewing for the exam are still ringing in my ears ... Everything has become a passing cloud, and only memories remain in my heart. I remember that in a winter cross-country race, through the efforts and hard work of the students, we won the first place without expectations! Let our class teacher be sincerely proud of us! To this day, I still remember the scene when we cheered. Because it is our last competition in junior high school for three years, we cherish this rare opportunity to participate. We shouted and worked hard there, even the class teacher, who has always been unsmiling, was proud of us, and a meaningful afternoon passed like this.
In the second half of the ninth grade, students study late every day, and our teacher is also conscientious. In this process of tempering, we are constantly working hard and full of confidence. When we took part in the physical examination, our school won the third place in the county, with an average score of 66. Eight points! On the way back from the exam, the teacher led us to sing all the way. Lead us to overcome the difficulties again and again, let us gain full confidence from the difficulties and move towards our better tomorrow again!
After the physical education senior high school entrance examination, it is the last exam in our junior high school-the senior high school entrance examination. I remember that I was taking an exam in New No.1 Middle School. I was nervous when I first went in. After stabilizing my mood, we finally successfully completed the exam. When we finally walked out of the examination room, all our classmates expressed their heartfelt thanks to the teachers: thanks for their earnest teaching and care for us since junior high school for three years ... In a flash, our eyes were moist and the teachers' tears kept falling. Let's sing "Never Say Goodbye" together, hug the teacher and say thank you! The teacher sang songs for us and recited poems for us ... When we got back to school, it was already spring afternoon. ...
In this way, the afternoon party ended in a happy and slightly sad atmosphere. I am very reluctant to part with it. When I left, I said to my teacher, "Teacher, can I hug you again?" My tears are flowing down again. I want to say to my teacher, "Teacher, thank you for your concern and love for me in the past three years!" " "Teacher, I want to say to you from the bottom of my heart: Thank you, my beloved teacher. Finally, I bowed deeply to the teacher and reluctantly turned away.
In this way, when I once again entered the junior high school campus where I had studied and lived for three years. Looking at the familiar classroom and the green flowers and trees, we once again think of everything that happened in junior high school for three years, as if everything had returned to the original point, as if we had returned to that happy time. The dribs and drabs of junior high school for three years are unforgettable and worth cherishing.
What happened in junior high school narrative 5 "Hello comrades".
In the cold winter morning, classmate W got up late. Although struggling all the way, I still can't escape the bad luck of being late. My heart is full of regret. I was overjoyed when I suddenly saw that Teacher Zhou was not at the door. I quickly got on the bicycle that rattled everywhere except the bell and went straight to the door, shouting, "Hello, comrades!" " "When secretly secretly pleased that the French Open is long and slow, he finally caught a loophole. Unexpectedly, a loud shout came: "What is good? I'm late, don't you know? Let me go. "W students take a closer look: it turns out that Mr. Zhou just reported to the director of the guidance office, but this time he hit a gun, and W Jun was dumbfounded. ...
The second day of the new "Today's Dream"+"Poor Life"
As the third day approaches, the amount of homework increases sharply. Xueyou L is quite dissatisfied, but he is afraid of the power of the "old class" (class teacher) and dare not vent. This gentleman always loves "writing", so he wrote a poem "Like a Dream" and posted it on the blackboard behind him when no one was around to vent his "public anger". The poem is as follows:
There are too many questions today, and I am in a hurry.
Although there is an answer book, I accidentally copied the page elsewhere.
Speed up! Speed up!
My mind is a mess.
I felt the same way after reading it, so I wrote down the inscription of poor students as a gift:
There are not many words, just write; The question is wrong, so do it. I am a poor student and I am laughed at. All the questions are wrong, and the answers are too hard to come by. Old acquaintances meet again. How many smiling people do you know? There are messy drawer ears, and there is no strain of insomnia. I slept soundly in class and was noisy after class. The teacher said angrily, "Do you still need a diploma?"
Study hard in grade three and make progress every day.
What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened to the young master in the class? There was silence in the classroom, only "rustling" pen dance music; After class, everyone sat straight in front of the desk, and there was no toilet! It's really wrong Is it a collective ghost? The faces are as serious as mummies. Novels and snacks have long since disappeared from the dining table, replaced by thick exercises and reference books.
In fact, the reason is very simple-the senior high school entrance examination is coming!
In any case, this is the youth that a real teenager should have. In this way, when we look back on the past, we will not regret it, but warm and happy, dancing and flying youth!