即将上高中你有什么想法和打算写一篇作文
一个漫长的暑假已过去,迎来的是一个美好的秋天.在这丰收的时刻,新的一学期又开始了,迎着早晨的第一缕阳光,我们又重新回到美丽的校园,开始了新一学期的征途.
在过去的征程中,曾拥有过欢笑,拥有个阳光,这都已成为永远的记忆,现在加上一把锁将它封锁起来,摆在我们面前的一切都是新的,看呀?新的学期正在向我们招手.经过五年的锻炼,我们不都是一个个战士,抹去心灵的灰尘,拿上我们的武器,整装待发,新学期的目标向我们冲击!
我们又迎来了新学期,在每一个全新的起点,我们每个人都会有一种期盼:明天的我要更精彩.因此,我一定在对美好未来的憧憬中,展现着自己迎接新学期的新气象.今天的老师,同学们都把自己打理得漂漂亮亮,办公室.教室都打扫得干干净净,这样就营造了一种生机勃勃.祥和向上的新气象.相信在这种新气象的感染和鼓舞下.我一定要在新学期取得新进步.
在新学期里,我有一个新的目标——不要做语言的巨人,要成为行动的主人!我知道了成功不是靠梦想来实现,而是靠自己的行动……
当然,在新的学期中,在学习要有新的成绩,这就要不懈地努力!付出一份努力才会换取一份收获.学习并不是一种兴趣,而是一种责任,是我应该做而且必须做好的事情,同时学习必定会有负担.没有苦的.累的过程,就不会有进步和提升,无论是过去,还是未来不都这样的道理吗?我把自己的喜悦,悲伤都化作前进的助力和动力,就会因此不断克服困难取得新进步.成功中是我们的喜悦,成功背后是我们辛勤的汗水,没有耕耘就哪有收获没有付出哪有所得.
书山有路勤为径,学海无涯苦作舟.向着自己的目标,奋力前进!新的一学期又开始了,开始了新的旅程,杨启新的风帆吧!我要加油,在绚丽多彩的小学生活中,好好学习,这是冲刺,面向新的征程,也许会有坎坷,艰险,我一定会战胜一切困难避过所有的浅滩到达成功的彼岸
我有一个想法200字?
【我有一个想法】
尹佩俊
我发现了一个现象,好多人在斑马线外闯红灯的现象.
今天,妈妈带我去搽药,查完的时候我们在等红灯.大家都在等红灯,可一位老爷爷在绿灯还没亮之前,就闯了过去,一辆车子飞驰而来,眼看悲剧就要发生了,这时车子一个急刹车,离老爷爷只有一毫米停住了.我们都吓坏了,老爷爷更是吓得趴在在地上.妈妈也是捂着我的眼睛.虽然老爷爷没伤着,但是,后面骑摩托车的叔叔差一点儿就撞上去了.
我想跟那位老爷爷和大家说一句话:宁等一分,不抢一秒.我们都要养成遵守交通规则的好习要,对自己、家人、社会负责.
【我有一个想法】
章贤浩
一听到"手机"这二字,我就会以怒气冲冲,恨不得把它踩碎,扔到垃圾场.
我为什么如此恨手机呢?事情是这样的……
上个星期,我们一家人给太奶奶过寿,刚到她家时,还热情满满地跟太奶奶说话、聊天.就在吃完饭后,大家都拿起各自的手机,开始打王者荣耀、聊微信、刷抖音,都不去理睬我和太奶奶,我火气冲冲地对大家说:"都给我放下手机来,跟太奶奶聊天,陪我玩耍!"大家都异口同声地说:"小屁孩,大人的事你不用管,快去写作业!"说完,他们又低下头来玩手机.
手机很强大,可是我们要为健康着想,要懂得合理用手机.不要因为手机影响了睡眠、吃饭和亲人间的感情.我建议大家放下手机吧,看看生活中的美景,与朋友、亲人多交流吧!
【我有一个想法】
刘峻熙
我们班有个图书角,上面摆放着各种各样的图书.每天下课,同学们都会去看书,它不仅让我们学习到了知识,还给我们带来了快乐的时光.但是,我发现书架上的书越来越少,肯定是很多人借书没有归还,或者是乱扔乱放丢失了.
有一天,老师也发现书架上的书丢了很多本.老师认真的查了一下,发现很多同学把书带回家忘记还了.
图书角给大家带来了那么多的快乐,可是总有些人去破坏它.我想给大家提个建议:爱护图书,不要丢弃.不要把图书带回家不归还,我们要养成爱护公物的好习惯.
好心人帮帮忙写一篇感悟 100字左右 文章里面有
Youth not post
Erin such as flow.
Time passed by the invariable footsteps, no disease not slow walked and walked one spring and autumn winter and summer, walked one month, Yin bolts. Suddenly look back, of the far-away day as if sloshing kaleidoscope, casual shake out one cannot imitate pattern, the joys and sorrows of gather again with all become out of print. So I know, youth is a list of one-way coaches, cannot return no post.
The morning MuGu, urged me to raise the voyage sails, but their hearts are like pieces of leaf, branch self-complacent so right yesterday in the wind, supple difficult starts from me leave. Also know not to delay, but can't get rid of travel the fetters of emotion, cannot be had in memory of all the cobwebs of castle, the reborn, every day lock on litres, as if through sunset stood a river, the river is what I have and only have one life ah, but I have too much time is set in the water, let the upstream of the water flows through I later become downstream water, let the future flows through my now become a thing of the past, but I because too indulged in yesterday and lost today and tomorrow, and nothing at all.
Often imagine that when autumn and autumn all become history after, I grasped profuse snowflakes sitting in yesterday's memory, chewing face eery gully have hidden story, this is a kind of what kind of mood! Supposedly knows a lot had believed very little, but still go again and again to "Wolf" jesting entirely, Ought to be more interested in the spring through the winter, but still linger "snow child" fairy tale. Through the journey seems to be a circle, after a long journey and back to the starting point. So many times
is doing the same thing, is seeking out targets.
Once in the faint contemplated, finally guessed originally the simplest grass grass and honor is a kind of debates, that is the life of visual AIDS: spend only the first red times, grass green year only. It's day or night, so drive past
Already with monsoon wandering, why the hard pursue and memories. Youth train passengers countless, no one would expect the encounter, and no one will return to oneself boarded the starting point. Since already have no choice, let me in time of the rail on crush once had depressions and flexibly, then push door window, mu with fresh air and sunshine, meet new journey. Because I already know, youth is a list of one-way coaches, cannot return no post.