When it comes to writing in daily life or work and study, everyone is certainly familiar with it. With the help of writing, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. I believe that writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is the composition of junior middle school students that I helped you sort out, for reference only, hoping to help you. Composition 1

How gentle he is, even when he is asleep, he is still so peaceful.

I don't remember how long I met him. It feels like centuries have passed. When I was a child, he dragged me to the park. Little people, how can adults rest assured? He assured the adults: "I will protect Ann, and no one can bully her." He really did it. In my eighteen years of youth, he spoiled me enviably.

that day, he gave a speech at a foreign school. I went home alone. Being stuck in the corner "borrowing money". I don't have much money, but they don't believe me and want to search me. I protect myself tightly, but what's the use among a group of boys? I was afraid, but he suddenly appeared in front of me. He took off his coat and put it on me. "Ann, don't be afraid." My boy, he came against the light and was alone.

Those people fell down slowly, and he turned around, hiding the sharpness in his eyes and changing to gentleness. He picked me up and said, "Ann, I'm here." Summer evening dusk, the teenager hugged me, step by step calm. That strong arm makes me feel at ease. This is my beloved teenager.

How gentle the teenager is. Standing in front of me, his eyes seem to be full of starlight. "Be good, I will come back. Wait for me to come back. " I fought back my tears and nodded gently. The boy turned around, full of enthusiasm and Gu Yong. This go, I can't help it any longer, making a sound of pain. The teenager was obviously shocked, but he still didn't want to look back.

Young man, I know that your going here is nine times out of ten. I only hope that you can come back safely. You no longer belong to me, but to the country. I will wait for you to come back, I will. Don't worry about me, I will take good care of myself, just like you are by my side.

it's been two years. I wonder how you are getting along? Have you ever been injured, and have you ever been to the gate of hell? When I got home from school, I saw people in military uniforms sitting in the living room, looking heavy. Mother looked at me, her eyes slightly red. "Ann, come here." I know a little, but I still force a smile. "What's the matter, Mom?" The man looked at me for a long time and said; "You are in peace, Xu Ze often mention you in the team. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful! " "What can I do for you?" I interrupted him.

It seems that the man doesn't want to beat around the bush any more. He gently coughed, "Xu Ze died, and he was stabbed five times by a criminal during a mission. Died. " I just feel that the sky is falling, and I seem to be trapped in a dark chaos, without a trace of fireworks. Xu Ze stood in front of me, but slowly regressed. I went after it, but I couldn't catch it. I yelled at him, "What's the use of you? How can Xu Ze die? You are talking nonsense. "

what a gentle boy he is! Even if you get him covered in paint, you just smile. How did this happen? How old is he? How did this happen? I don't want to believe it, but I have to. My dearest boy, where the hell are you?

in this life, the only light has quietly passed away. From then on, no one will hold their hands tightly and move forward towards the future. "I will protect An An for a lifetime."

Young man, forever, I am here. Composition 2

The wind blew gently and wiped away the tears on his face. Are you okay?

"Boy, don't cry on the day you leave!" At some time in the past, I joked and joked, "Gee, I'm not crying!" That's how we tried to be brave at that time.

Liu Haolong, a pure northeast boy, is bright, open-minded and brave. When he first came to our class, he was informal and outspoken, which was his "advantage" and made us remember him on the first day. I remember that when he first came, we didn't have a good impression of him, because even in front of our classmates, when facing our own shortcomings, he always pointed out rudely and didn't care about our face at all, until that time, we completely changed our understanding of him. . .

It was the school sports meeting. The athlete who participated in the 8-meter race in our class was undecided. At the critical moment, we thought of him from the northeast. May be the influence of the environment, Liu Haolong's physique is unusually good, usually he runs five laps in PE class without breathing, so this quota belongs to him.

On the day of the sports meeting, our class was repeatedly defeated, but we didn't feel anything, because we knew that Liu Haolong would definitely be the first!

"Please take part in the eighth-grade men's 8-meter race and check it at the check-in office." The announcement came from the radio, and we were no longer calm, and our eyes followed the boy who carried all our hopes. "Come on, Liu Haolong!" We shouted loudly, and with a gunshot, the players rushed out like an arrow off the string. "Liu Haolong, come on! Come on, Liu Xiaolong! " The shouts contained all our expectations and excitement, and he did not live up to them, leading the first lap. However, things are unpredictable, the last lap, the last corner, one, two, three. . . . . . More and more players have surpassed him, but the leader is another classmate in our class who has long been forgotten by us. "Liu Haolong! Come on! " The voice gradually faded away, replaced by: "Xu Zhenqing (another contestant in our class), come on!" The final result was beyond our expectation, and Liu Haolong was ranked third from the bottom!

Xu Zhenqing, who has been neglected by us, ran second!

Liu Haolong cried. It was the first time we saw him cry. I think I will never forget what he looked like. That kind of sadness, that kind of regret, really shocked all of us! "Liu Haolong, it's okay, you will always be the best!" "Liu Haolong, are you okay?" Qian Qian's absolute comfort may be ironic for him at this time. . . . . . Is he really the former Liu Haolong who loves to laugh and never gives up? Perhaps, there is a fragile and tearful self in everyone's heart.

Since that sports meeting, we have truly accepted this teenager from a foreign land, but this is fate, and when you want to cherish it, you will lose it.

Liu Haolong is going back to the Northeast!

when the head teacher told us the news, we all froze, but we were helpless.

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, on the day of parting, the boys stood together, biting their lips to prevent tears from flowing, while the girls were already sobbing on the table. Liu Haolong slowly walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back. He once said that he would not shed tears, but at the moment when he personally brought the classroom door, a drop of crystal liquid slipped across his face, which was hard to bear after all!

Liu Haolong is gone, with our thoughts of him, our reluctance to him, and everything about him.

The flowers are silent, and the geese pass without trace, but Liu Haolong, you must not forget us! You should always remember that in your youth, we passed by! May you be in another country, and everything will be fine! Junior Grade Two Composition 3

When this collection of 8,-word compositions came to an end, I also breathed a long sigh of relief.

on the second day of junior high school, I was in a hurry, just like taking a train. The scenery outside the window flashed by, and before I could see it clearly, it passed. In my hurry, I was mixed with a lot of heavy luggage and accompanied me to towards the distant. I really want to take time out to write some essays and outline the most real life in an understated language.

The Oscar finalist film "Youth" inspired me a lot, so I decided to borrow this name as the title of this essay collection. In the second year of junior high school, I have an unprecedented clear feeling that I have grown up. Leaving the Young Pioneers and entering the Youth League, my boyhood passed away with the fleeting sun and moon, and my youth waved to me enthusiastically. There is no sadness and great disappointment in literature works. I just want to use the little words I planted this year to commemorate my carefree youth and meet the third day of people's war.

I'm looking forward to my transformation. Just this year, I think I've changed a lot, but I don't know what I've changed, and I'm moving forward bit by bit in confusion. The composition written in the school, the score jumped up and down slightly at 34 points, but the range was not big, which was much more stable than that in the first day of junior high school. I am making progress.

Even though the teacher always comments on my words as "unpretentious" and "true feelings", I always feel a little envious when I read those beautiful words. I'm also looking forward to it and working hard.

Although my youth is far away from me, at the same time, naive language is waving goodbye to me. I am growing up.

I dedicate this book to my boyhood. Junior 2 Composition 4

Teenager, do you know that youth is infinitely good and the future is infinitely beautiful? Teenager, please don't lose yourself on the road of youth. —— Inscription

In the sunshine, his figure is as beautiful as before, but he lacks the vitality of the past and is a little more melancholy.

"Hi, Anze, are you okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's just the lack of someone to eat!" He disdained a smile.

"anze, you have changed."

"Xiao Yi, everyone will change". He turned to look me in the eye. "She abandoned her family for money. She abandoned her own flesh and blood. She looked at her husband for many years in the hospital. It's her who taught me that the world is cold! " Then Anze patted me on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "My little art should always be so simple! Hehe! "

Since then, I have never heard of Anze again, except that he has transferred to another school. Some people say that he gave up his excellent studies and went to work. Some people say that his rich relatives sent him abroad to study. Others say that he killed his mother and went to a reform-through-labour institution.

all kinds of sayings, my worries, my peace, God has given you too much unfairness.

In the past, there was no melancholy or cruel language in Anze. Anze used to be as happy as us, with a happy family and loving parents. However, a sudden bad luck has killed this beautiful teenager. On that day, thunderstorms, the shocking red on the road, people can not help but tremble. Bad luck arrival to this teenager-Anze's father had a car accident.

The smell of disinfectant filled the whole hospital. Anze's mother left the divorce papers and took the property and ran away. An Ze looked at his mother's back and said nothing, as if nothing had happened. Since then, I can't find the old Anze.

I thought we wouldn't meet again, but I met you again several years later today, Anze. You have succeeded. You are not the innocent teenager you used to be. You have attracted people's attention. However, you are no longer Anze. I knew you had changed when I watched you humiliate your elderly grandmother in public. I watched you throw money at the poor old man, and you ignored the poor old man's cry and request. You said coldly, you have nothing to do with each other. Anze, isn't your heart really throbbing at all? After all, this old man held you in the palm of his hand. Anze, how can you be so cold?

fortunately, my anze, you haven't forgotten me. When you see me in the crowd, you come up to me and smile as if nothing had happened just now.

anze, I think I'll never forget what you said. You said that you transferred to a foreign country, and you studied hard just for that moment. You also said that you would kill everyone who had made fun of you. Anze, do you know how cold your eyes are when you say these words? Makes me tremble.

I watched your fading back that day, and tears fell down my cheeks. My peace, you are no longer my peace, your eyes blinded by hatred, and you lost yourself on the rugged road of youth.

God is always so unfair. Some people are happy and jealous, while others are miserable and make people cry. But my peace of mind makes people sad. Junior 2 Composition 5

Junior: < P > Times have changed, are you okay?

At that time, the light wore away your edges and corners. Are you as grandiose as you used to be? When years have washed your voice, are you as indifferent as ever? Teenager, in this life, because you accompany me to watch the fleeting youth, I will bravely believe that I will fight for the future.

Young man, the sun rises and sets in 365 days, and the moon disappears. I won't be lonely with you.

Do you still remember that silly girl who just transferred here is clumsy and inflexible? The class director wanted her to sit next to you. You are the darling of your teachers and parents. She was born with a calf and was pregnant with an ignorant and naive heart. The inadaptability of the environment quickly pushed her away from the class, and she fell from the top grade to the bottom. At this moment, her mood naturally plummeted. Some people say that a smile does not mean happiness. I only know that her face has never been less than a smile.

The students strive for grades, and only you are patient with her diligent questions. Count the bits and pieces of the fleeting time. Your patience is like a gurgling stream, clear and safe. Get along with each other for a period of time and form the truest friendship in my heart. You will go home together to discuss the memories of the day. You will sneak into the park to play in the name of looking for a cram school. You will have fun discussing the anime dramas on TV. You will compete with each other with your grades. Although you win every time, she will bring her mother's new cakes to your home, and your mother will smile back. You will come home every week to make up lessons for her, and her mother will be grateful; Every time you take the notes you prepared yesterday, you will concentrate on giving lectures to her under the bustling buttonwood tree. The warm white shirt, wooden buttons and instant warmth have long since passed away.

"will we be together forever?"

"hmm."

once a promise was beautiful, but how can it be a beautiful word?

when time is quiet, it's safe.

Half of the time has passed, and the hourglass you gave me in the room has dropped half a bottle. Half a year has passed so leisurely, calm and ripple-free. However, on this day, there are layers of waves brewing in the dullness of running water.

In the face of the gossip coming from the class, the suspicion of the class director was dug up. The seats between you are almost in the southeast corner, and the pure friendship was hindered by the crowded people. Even if we met, there were only a few greetings.

that's it, goodbye. Yes, she is me, the girl who met you and experienced you. ()

Now, we have gone our separate ways, but we are still grateful to you. Thank you for making me remember on the road of my growth, for helping me all the time on my lost road, and for letting me know how to struggle and make progress.

It's a bleak time to get your hands on it, but it's hidden with warmth to your heart. In summer, there is still a kite flying. Let it take this letter to your distant hand, and I hope you can remember it then.