It's 4 o'clock in the morning, and I have insomnia for the first time in my life. The reasons for it were not known For the first time, I felt that the alarm clock at the bedside was a terrible monster. Didi, Didi, Didi.

I clearly heard my heartbeat for the first time, as if it overlapped with the bell. The loss of time and the disappearance of life are equal signs in this description.

The kitten at home is in heat, and the sad cry breaks the silence of the night. This cat meow, which I hate most at ordinary times, now brings me a sense of security and reminds me that it still exists in this world.

I experienced decadence for a long time, either trying to relax, trying to escape, or trying to find the real me.

Looking for him in the crowd, looking back indifferently, the man stood still. Yes, I'm still the same person. I haven't changed at all. It seems that the decadent period has been wasted, and so has life.

Looking back on everything that happened during this period, many things have come a long way and returned to the original point. Is it really meaningless to have no result? How rare it is to have someone you can miss so much, someone who can leave an impression in your heart that you can't give up. A person walks a long way, there are so many people on the road, few people can advance with him, and even fewer people can remember him. In other words, there is a struggle in my heart to prove that the scenery I pass by is not nothing to see.

It is already a beautiful spring world outside, but the cold temperature in winter is reluctant to go, but it is getting worse. This spring is colder than winter, not only the weather, but also people's hearts. Since spring has been given hope, why crush it completely with hands colder than winter? Perhaps, spring is not the end of winter, but a deeper continuation, accepting the last supper before the doomsday judgment.

The bigger a person is, the more he feels like a kite. Somehow, there is a hand holding me with an invisible thread. Whenever I want to visit the earth, she lets me fly far away. When I really wanted to fly away, she gently pulled me down, and the choice of advance and retreat was completely out of control.

Perhaps, it is also a kind of happiness to break the kite. Although it is involuntary, everything can go with the wind.

Learn to give up, turn around and leave before crying, leaving a simple back; Learn to give up, bury yesterday in your heart and leave the best memories; Learn to give up, you can have a more relaxed start, and the black and blue love is not necessarily unforgettable.

Giving up may not be a kind of beauty, but at least it is a kind of enrichment.

In other words, distance is really a kind of beauty. If you have a distance, you won't want to possess it. If you don't want to possess it, you won't be afraid of losing it. If you don't fear losing it, you won't be able to think about you.

It's 5 o'clock in the morning. I will sit still for a while, hoping that the sunrise will bring me drowsiness and say good night at dawn.

2. Diary of senior three, 800 words, big book 2.

Today is New Year's Eve. Early in the morning, dad went out to buy firecrackers. My aunt, mother and aunt make bread and wrap jiaozi around the table. My uncle helped my grandparents post couplets and blessings at the door. My brother and sister and I made a good wish for the New Year. Everyone is busy and happy. In the afternoon, my grandparents slept, and my aunt and uncle urged my brother to do his homework. My parents and I went back to our home to have a rest. The world seems to be silent again. At about 4: 30 in the afternoon, my parents and I went back to my grandmother's house, and everyone started to pack jiaozi and had a good time.

My brother and I watched the firecrackers on the chef in a daze, jiaozi in the pot in a daze, and the characters on TV in a daze. Time passed like this, until my aunt said, "Jingjing came to jiaozi in unison." My brother and I replied, "Wow, there are my favorite carrots and cabbages." The younger brother drooled and said. I said, "Let's eat, let's eat together, but remember, we should save some and eat on the first day, which means we still have more than a year." My brother nodded, set a new high and ate three plates, which made us all happy. "set off firecrackers!" "My brother shouted, and he called all the children of the same age in the community together. Dad took out a little bit of gold, "put it away quickly. "I took out my lighter and was ready. The younger brother said, "Sister, it's easy to burn your hands with a lighter. Use incense! "I took the incense, ordered a drop of gold and ordered my brother's root. We drew circles, hearts and broken lines in the yard together.

Soon, dad took out big firecrackers. "Children, cover your ears!" "My brother and I went to stay in the cave. My dad lit firecrackers and ran over there. Firecrackers are loud, but our faces are also filled with smiles. Soon, my uncle took out another kind of firecrackers. " Children, this firecracker is more fun, but this is the last one. You fight quickly. "I took it and saw ten little girls outside, Otto.

After playing, we went home to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The songs are beautiful, the sketches are funny, the dances are beautiful, and the cross talk is interesting. "Ding, Ding" rang twelve times at home. When I watched TV, it was all over. When I went out, I looked around. It's all the sound of fireworks and firecrackers, and the golden light is as beautiful as day. My parents told us to go home and sleep. We lay in bed and watched the beautiful fireworks carefully through the window. ...

3. Diary of senior three, 800 words, junior three.

I used to think that sadness was beautiful. Melancholy is a hazy pain, a negative massage to the soul, which brings us a negative but gentle feeling. It is depressed but not too heavy, so it often looks beautiful. Literary works are often full of sentimental feelings, and those sorrows can often touch people's heartstrings. But now my mind has changed a lot. My own experience tells me that sadness is actually just a beautiful scar in a healthy life. No matter how beautiful, it's just a scar. For aesthetics, sadness has its value, but for life, sadness can only be a regret. Even from an aesthetic point of view, is sadness beautiful and happiness not beautiful? The sunset is beautiful, but it's too desolate. We should prefer the beautiful sunrise.

Life is too short to be spent in sorrow. We should have a positive attitude and always keep a happy face. Happiness is the sun in life. We love someone, maybe because we think he can make us happy. Even in the agitation of lovesickness, we can feel happiness and happiness.

I think your mood is a little low-key these days. You should see the light in front of you. Bumps are inevitable, setbacks will certainly happen, but that is not the real problem. Man's real obstacle is himself. External forces can't control it. What we can control is ourselves. No matter what life will be like, the first thing we should do is to adjust our mentality and make our hearts calmer, broader and happier.

I like the story of "Kuafu chasing the sun" in ancient mythology. Kuafu, the persistent pursuit of light, in order to make every moment of his existence full of light, kept chasing the sun, and finally died of thirst. I think this story has a strong metaphorical meaning to life. Life is a long run. In this run, if you don't want to fall into darkness, you must keep moving towards the bright goal. When Kuafu was running, he certainly didn't have time to stop and look around in dismay. He runs happily. Because the light is just ahead.

Of course, people's emotions are complicated, and sometimes they will be very depressed. However, it is not advisable to indulge in it. We should save ourselves in time. Sadness itself can be sublimated. Sadness can be sublimated-when we don't just stare at ourselves gloomily, but pay attention to the whole world gloomily, our own sadness will be sublimated into a feeling of sympathy for others. This is a great emotion. Buddhism says "compassion" means concern, and "sadness" means sympathy. "Sadness" actually stems from the sadness in people's hearts. When Sakyamuni first became a monk, he just felt the impermanence of the world and hoped to get rid of life and death. Later, it gradually broadened its horizons and regarded all beings as one, and Buddhism became a major religion with world influence. Of course, it is not easy to sublimate one's sadness to the great realm of compassion, because everyone has an extremely strong attachment to "self".

If we want to transcend the realm of life, we should not be too obsessed with our own sadness. Try to restrain your sadness, at least it can make our personal real life more enjoyable. Our spiritual realm is not too high now, so you and I need to work hard to improve our self-cultivation level, and at the same time resolve negative emotions and make every day sunny.

4. Diary of senior three, 800 words, senior four.

The footsteps of spring have come, and spring has brought new life, new atmosphere and new vitality. I woke up in hibernation, too, and it was terrible to think back to that muddleheaded day. People who have no dreams are really the saddest people. I don't want to be mediocre, I want to create a miracle and create my own future. I began to set foot on a sailboat of 17 years old and went to the vast ocean to find my long-lost dream. I want to go as far as my dream is high. I am naive to find my dream.

I seem to be a simple child, weaving my own dream under the hazy night sky. One corner of the dream will be as white as snow, but I still pursue it. In the sea of knowledge, I keep increasing my knowledge, hoping that knowledge can bring me unique results. I work hard. But when the bad news came at the end of the term, my ears rang and I didn't want to hear the desperate result. It seems that your own efforts are nothing.

From that day on, dreams began to lose. Lost in the fireworks in the wind. Before I could think about it, it made me disappear. My brain is blank. I can't find my future direction. I tried to find the answer from tears. However, tears blurred my eyes.

Where I used to be happy, and where I was obsessed with fantasy. Am I that fragile? This is just a failed exam, yo, what can I care about? Open that scarred heart, I call in my heart.

With the coming of spring, I woke up slowly. After I cried, I still kept the pace of the past. Repeat the same old tune.

Go your own way and dream your own dreams, and everyone will fail.

One day this year, I took an outing alone to see the beautiful sunset. Recall the scene where I once accompanied the sunset glow, followed the light dance steps and wore colorful skirts. Laugh, but now I have no leisure to do those childish things. The pursuit of dreams made me forget my innocence and become mature.

The sun has set with the rosy clouds, only to find that I have lost track of time. Suddenly there was a strong wind.

Looking up, I saw a broken thread on the branch of a kite. It swayed in the wind. It wants to get rid of the claws of the tree. It broke free in your life. I just looked at it, feeling a little bit. Kites are like my dreams. I hope my dream can fly further with this kite. I believe that kites will take away my dreams. Yes, the kite did. It flew away. My dream flies with it.

There is no ultimate success in this world, and the success we long for is just a process of constant struggle. There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have flown, and my dream is not over. It germinated in my heart again, slowly and quietly.

Love is a kind of hurt and a kind of beauty. I hope to find my good friend here. Come and meet me.

5. Diary of senior three, 800 words, complete five chapters.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, mom and dad went to Huangshan together. Get up at 5: 30 in the morning, it's not dawn outside. We drove to the foot of Huangshan Mountain, and it was just dawn. I thought there wouldn't be too many people so early, but when I got to the transfer point, there were so many people that I was almost squashed. I saw many one-day tours, each wearing a little yellow hat or little red riding hood. They went up the mountain by cableway from Yungu Temple. Because there are too many people in Yungu Temple, mom and dad decided. We finally got on the lazy car. I think lazy people drive fast, twice as fast as I used to. The weather is not very good, it is foggy and I can't see anything. Slowly, the sky suddenly cleared up, and there were many steep peaks around, with many lush pine trees growing on them. On the mountain, looking back, there are white clouds floating in the valley, which is one of the wonders of Huangshan Mountain-the beautiful sea of clouds. We first went to Yupinglou and saw the welcoming pine. It really looks like a man holding out his arm to welcome us.

Then we went to the Lotus Bee and saw two stones, one like a turtle and the other like a rabbit. The tour guide nearby said it was called "tortoise and rabbit race". There is also a stone that looks like a peacock on the top of the mountain. That stone is called "proud as a peacock Lotus".

Then we went to the "Hundred Steps Ladder". We're going down. I think this road is steep. I'm too scared to look down. I lowered my head and got off the "Hundred Steps Ladder". I see a pine tree. Suddenly, there was a furry thing running under the tree. I took a closer look and it turned out to be a monkey! Walking, we saw a mountain peak, and the guide next to it said, "This is called' Onion Fish Eat Snails'. A big stone is "scallion fish", and there are three small stones beside it that are "snails".

We went to the "first sight" again. The "first sight" is very narrow, only one person can be accommodated, so we queued for a long time and took the "first sight". The road is steep and the steps are high. The higher you go, the narrower you get. There are many gaps beside it. Walking, there is only a crack left next to it.

We walked a long way to Guangmingding. I looked down from the top of Guangming. It was all foggy and I couldn't see anything, so we decided to go directly to the cableway station and take the cable car. On the way to the ropeway station, there was fog everywhere and the air was wet. I touched my hair, and there were drops of water on it. After a long walk, I saw a pine tree called "Unity Pine", which was named after several pine trees.

Finally, we took the cableway down the mountain and queued for a long time. After getting off the ropeway, we got on the bus and reluctantly left Huangshan.

6. Diary of senior three, 800 words, senior six.

This winter vacation, I came to Beijing for the Spring Festival. Although it was only six days, my days there were unforgettable. The day I first came to Beijing, the sky was blue, cloudless and endless. I have never seen such a blue day, and the whole person feels refreshed and warm in the warm sunshine. I am happy to say to my mother, "Mom, the weather here is really good." Who said it was cold in the north? ""It's a nice day, "my mother replied with a smile." It is rare for Beijing to have such weather as today! "On that day, we went to Tiananmen Square and looked at the flying national flag and the solemn armed police soldiers. I think this is Beijing, the capital of our motherland. In the afternoon, we visited the Forbidden City. It doesn't look big outside, but it's extremely big when you walk in. It is worthy of the original palace, with red walls and yellow tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, and cornices and corners. It is elegant and imposing, and the craftsmanship of the ancients is really amazing.

The next day, it was still sunny. I climbed the Great Wall of Wan Li and walked on the solid stone steps, surrounded by natural atmosphere-mountains and green trees. The Great Wall winds like a long dragon on this mountain. Thousands of years of history, this weather-beaten, rain and snow ancient building is still strong and determined. When I first set foot on the Great Wall, I felt both excited and excited. I am very excited, because I am about to set foot on the world-famous Great Wall of Wan Li, and I feel how much sweat, tears and even life this Great Wall has paid. What a price to pay. But it is the pride of China and everyone in China.

On the third day, I finally realized the long-rumored smog weather in Beijing. The whole sky is gray and the air is suffocating. On New Year's Eve, Beijing residents, like Huangyan people, set off fireworks and firecrackers on a large scale during the Chinese New Year, causing smog everywhere. My mother and I wore masks and walked around the Tsinghua campus almost all day. Out of Tsinghua University Garden, I arrived at the Summer Palace. The first snow in Beijing in 20xx was floating in the sky, so I had to go back to the hotel in advance.

In the next few days, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Shichahai in the cold wind, visited the ancient quadrangles and hutongs in Beijing with fine snow, visited the beautiful Gongwangfu among the crowd, ate Qingfeng buns, ate the delicious food in Wangfujing Snack Street and the spicy food in Guijie Street.

Beijing has left an ancient treasure, just like a history book, which records the past and present and represents the wisdom and talent of the ancient people. This is the precious property of the people of China. When I came to Beijing, I didn't waste this winter vacation.

7.800-word senior three diary.

As our classmates moved to Grade Three, I began to realize that Grade Three came uninvited. Just entering the third year of high school, I am both nervous and excited. Not long ago, I was a sophomore, much happier than countless homework at present. I don't know what this unexpected way of college entrance examination is for, but after all, it's a bit uncomfortable to be knocked by the results. Thinking of the end of the second year of high school, I paid so much and still failed. Really want to give up. This kind of giving up is not so much escape as anger.

The whole summer vacation of senior two is only half a month, but I became groggy during this half a month. I don't want to get up late every day. After getting up, I either play computer or read novels, so I hardly touch my textbooks. When I sleep there, I will open my eyes and think about what to do after getting up. If I can't remember, I'll never get up again. This feeling seems to be afraid of waking up, afraid of these facts,

Just muddling through the holidays. In fact, I have blamed myself, but I always think about the bleak results at the end of that period. Perhaps, I am not a strong person, so it is easy to be knocked down by difficulties and become so depressed.

After school started, the head teacher was still looking for me. In fact, my grades in the class are average. He did this because I came second in the middle school entrance examination, I understand. But the more he does this, the more guilty I feel. I feel sorry for him, sorry for his high hopes, sorry for my ambition!

Every day is torture. Maybe math and physics are gobbledygook to me, and I will never know. Actually, I like literature. Growing up, I read a lot of books. Although mathematics and physics are confused now, Chinese still stands. I understand the barrel effect, so I made great efforts in math and physics, but it was useless.

Senior three, I have to face the first monthly exam again. At this time, I have become much calmer from hysteria.

Recently, I always need inspirational stories to motivate myself, and I am inexplicably depressed. Looking at the people in the story, I think maybe I can realize my dream by myself. But looking down at my current achievements, I really feel that the future is dark. Unfortunately, no matter how painful, I also know that I am not a person who can be destroyed after all.

I know, the past is the past. I can't find the lost days of Grade One and Grade Two. I will redouble my efforts to make Grade Three more brilliant! I won't give up, I know it's a courtesy of senior three. I don't resist, and I can't resist. I gently said to myself: Senior three, I'm coming. Then, bend your head and think hard about mathematics and physics.

I know that I have always had a dream that a stone will blossom in my heart, so I will take care of it and firmly believe that it is not illusory.

Come on, senior three, I'm coming! I will make myself strong with elegant posture and make senior three full and happy!