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【初高中作文】爸爸睡觉的样子
张杨增
暑假的时候，爸爸总跟我一起睡午觉，可是每次都是他先呼呼大睡。打呼的时候有时像打雷，有时像小兔子叫，嘴巴有时还在微微的动，我在想：爸爸是不是梦到好吃的东西了？
看着看着自己都不知不觉的睡着了。
【篇六：爸爸睡了】
曹羽涛
我爸爸很喜欢躺着玩手机，可是他一躺下很快就会睡着，睡着后很快就会开始打呼噜，呼、呼、呼………有时候轻、有时候响、有时候快、有时候慢。我想这是不是因为他上班太累了呢？
【篇四：爸爸睡觉的样子】
余泽烯
爸爸睡觉的样子时，眼睛紧闭着，两条粗粗的眉毛活像两条肥胖的毛毛虫趴在上脸上，爸爸真调皮呀！他每天晚上都打呼噜，发出像猪一样的声音呼噜，呼噜噜、呼噜噜。这呼噜声像闹钟一样惊醒我，好像提醒我要去尿尿了。
小朋友们我告诉你们一个秘密，我爸爸睡觉前经常不刷牙不洗脸不洗澡。你们可千万不要学我老爸哦。
爸爸睡觉的样子
时间：2019-03-06 10:51:47 |作者：学霸
【篇一：爸爸睡觉的样子】
涂哲成
早晨我起床的时候，听到呼呼……的声音。我推开爸爸的房门，看到爸爸歪七扭八地躺在床上。一只手伸出来放在胸前，一只脚放在被子外面。呼噜声震天响，像熊在叫一样。呼呼……我想他一定很累了吧。他可能在做一个美好的梦；或许他梦到我考一百分了呢！
【篇二：爸爸睡了】
朱凯歆
我刚洗完澡就看见爸爸就睡着了，平时我都进入梦乡了他还没睡呢。他横躺在床上，被子在身体下面，两只胳膊放在头顶，可能伸开会舒服点吧！嘴里有时会发出咕噜噜的声音。我猜想爸爸会梦到我考一百分，那样就是一个甜甜的梦啦。
【篇三：爸爸睡觉的样子】
吕锦轩
我的爸爸坐在沙发看电视，看着看着就睡着了。妈妈给爸爸盖被子，再把电视机关掉。爸爸一边打呼噜一边睡觉，睡觉时斜着身子，翘着二郎腿，手顶着沙发上。小朋友，你知道我爸爸怎么睡觉了吧！小朋友们，你们可千万不能学我爸爸的坏习惯哦！
从初中进入高中的作文
从初中进入高中的作文哎呀，这题目可真是让人头疼，从初中到高中，这变化可不是一星半点啊。
记得那是一个阳光明媚的下午，我坐在初中的教室里，窗外的知了叫得正欢，老师在讲台上滔滔不绝，我却在想，高中会是什么样子呢？转眼间，初中的三年就像被风吹走的蒲公英，飘散得无影无踪。
我带着对高中的憧憬和一点点的不安，踏进了高中的大门。
第一天，我就被那比初中大得多的校园给震撼了，心想：“哇塞，这地方可真大，我得多久才能熟悉啊。
”记得初中的时候，每天放学回家，书包一扔，就是我的天下。
作业？那都是吃完饭后的事情。
可高中就不一样了，作业多得像山一样，而且难度也上了一个档次。
我记得有一次，数学老师布置了一道题，我回家琢磨了一晚上，还是没弄明白。
第二天早上，我带着黑眼圈去学校，结果发现大家都在讨论那道题，我那个尴尬啊，就像吃了个苍蝇一样。
高中的课程也更加丰富了，除了语数外，还有物理、化学、生物等等。
我最喜欢的是生物课，因为老师总能用一些生活中的例子来解释复杂的生物学概念，比如用植物的生长来说明细胞分裂的过程，既形象又好记。
而且，高中的老师们也更加注重我们的自主学习能力，不再是填鸭式的教学，这让我感到既新鲜又挑战。
当然，高中的生活中也少不了一些趣事。
有一次，我们班上举行了一个小型的才艺展示，有的同学唱歌，有的同学跳舞，还有的同学表演魔术。
我呢，就表演了一个小品，虽然演技一般，但逗得大家哈哈大笑，也算是为班级的欢乐氛围贡献了一份力。
高中的生活，就像是一场马拉松，虽然路途遥远，但沿途的风景却让人流连忘返。
从初中到高中，我学会了更多知识，也懂得了更多生活的道理。
虽然有时候会觉得累，但每当看到自己的进步，那种成就感就油然而生。
现在回想起来，初中的我就像是一只刚刚学会飞的小鸟，而高中的我，已经开始尝试着在更广阔的天空中翱翔。
虽然未来的道路还很长，但我相信，只要我坚持不懈，总有一天能够飞得更高，看得更远。
这就是我从初中进入高中的故事，虽然平凡，但却充满了成长的喜悦和挑战。
初上高中的感受作文
初上高中的感受作文初上高中的感受作文800字（通用9篇）上高中的感受和上初中的是不一样的，想了解一下详情，那看看关于高中感受的作文吧。
以下是店铺精心整理的初上高中的感受作文800字（通用9篇），欢迎阅读，希望大家能够喜欢。
初上高中的感受作文篇1生活中，最幸福的事，就是甜蜜中掺杂着忧伤，现在我才这样认为。
记得初入高中，我事事新奇，兴奋不已。
一个漫长假期的寞落与放纵，让我一时难以恢复中考前疯狂的学习状态，也不明白，成长的忧伤已经开始尾随我了……高一，除了数学有点吃力外，我的成绩依旧保持在前列。
我还是天天泡图书室，进阅览室。
回家后，和弟弟一齐边做晚饭边看电视。
当时热播的《奥特曼》系列、《三眼神童》、《灌蓝高手》、《封神榜传奇》……我都看。
老师所说的高考的压力，我好象一点也没有感受到。
后来，我开始喜欢上了“旋风小子”林志颖，和所有的“颖迷”一样，我收集了很多有关他的东西：粘贴画，海报，挂图。
听他的歌曲，看所有有他出演的影视剧片，像当时播放的《绝代双娇》。
我特别喜欢他扮演的“江小鱼”，也幻想有着某天有个男孩——爱我而没有告白，却因我喜欢的人不是他，而伤心地在雨天跑在泥泞的马路上，顾不得雨水溅湿他的衣裤，边抹泪水边无声地、漫无目的地奔跑……在看了《沉香》、《旋风小子》、《学校霸王》之类以后，我的书中，桌上，门上，床头，书橱上，甚至电视机上，尽是林的贴画。
屋中也有不少他的挂图，海报。
我天天听他的专集，以至于到后来连隔壁5岁的小弟弟都可以随便哼几句他的歌了。
我也看他的赛车比赛，只是看到的少。
我最喜欢的是他的微笑，灿烂，阳光，对人间万事万物都感恩的神态。
要是我心情不好的时候，他的微笑，足以让我低迷的心态恢复正常。
人间有这样纯真的笑，还有什么困难不可以承受呢？那时，妈妈对我的这些行为，显示出了极大的理解，不怎么过问。
感觉她一直都对我很放心，认为我的事要我自己去处理。
虽然也时常说我傻。
妈妈的理解，并不代表弟弟就很乐意。
【初高中作文】爱自己本来的样子
爱自己本来的样子时间：2019-09-21 10:26:22 | 作者：唐欣羽怀抱初心，在浩瀚的现实世界里，我们日渐成长，找准人生的方向，抵达我们的初心。
阅读经典，致敬初心。
在这个暑假，我读了一本书，它的书名叫《爱自己本来的样子》。
主编是穆怀黎，他是一名爱生活，爱文字的主编，他还写过许多书，如《垃圾的故事》等等，书里一共有二十九个小故事。
这本书里的小故事都非常有趣，例如《铃兰花》这篇文章就非常有趣。
大家一听铃兰花这文章都以为是介绍这种花，不是，而是一个名字。
它们家挨着一块可怕的“地狱”三面陡坡环绕，像一个深锅，只有密林里有出口“地狱”人迹罕至，人们来到这里都非常害怕。
而父亲白白地租了这块地。
父亲急用枷杆和耙子时，就到“地狱"找。
有一次，父亲让我去放牧，这对我非常害怕，因为我从未自己去过那儿，我大哭了一场。
但父亲还是让我去，然而我就慢慢的走去“地狱”底部，不敢看别的地方，我控制不住，大哭一场。
父亲一听，马上进来了。
回家母亲一看，哭成了一个泪人，把父亲说了。
生长在“地狱”中的美丽铃兰花，散发着母亲的气息，指引帮助男孩克服内心恐惧，完成了成长的一次成长的蜕变。
这次的经历，会成为男孩生命中浓墨重彩的一笔。
在少年的时候，或许每个人的心中都有一块禁地，一处闻之色变的“地狱”之忧用于踏足的人才会知道，那里并没有住恶魔和妖怪，反而生长着许多美好的东西，真正让人恐惧本身，如果一个人鼓足勇气去面对内心的恐惧，大胆去体验令自己害怕的事情，就会得到相应的礼物，这就是成长所带来的惊喜。
这世界的爱宽广高深，如果必须要证明自己够强，够好，才能赚取他人的爱，以人的卑微几乎是不可能的。
在这世界的眼中，最好的礼物就是你自己，你是他的杰作，他欣赏你，爱原原本本的你。
人活一世，如沧海一粟，我们大部分人只看到自身的渺小，却未曾明白自身对于世界亦是独一无二的存在。
于是周教授在开篇之初，便在自序中提及人生有三个觉醒--生命的觉醒、自我的觉醒、灵魂的觉醒。
初高中十篇120词以上的英语作文带翻译
1、标题：My sweet home（我的甜蜜之家）Most people has a sweet home, so have I. I think my home is sweet because it is my best place to have rest or have fun with my friends or my parents.（许多人拥有一个甜蜜的家，我也有。
我认为我的家是甜蜜的，因为它是我休息、与父母、朋友一起玩乐的地方。
）I can remember clearly. Once I came back home late because my teacher didn't want me leave until I finished my homework. At that time, the weather became colder and the wind became stronger. I was so hungry and cold at that time! I felt I can't take it any more, so I ran to my home quickly. When I got my home, I felt much more warmer and happiness than ever before!（我可以清楚地记着。
有一次，直到我完成作业，老师才肯放我回家，所以我就回来晚了。
那时候，天气更冷了，风也变得更大了。
在那时，我又冷又饿。
我觉得自己无法承受了，所以我迅速地跑回家。
当我到家的时候，我感到从未有过的温暖和幸福。
）That's why I love my sweet home. Don't you think so?（这就是为什么我爱自己的甜蜜之家。
难道你不是这么认为的么？）2、标题：We have only one globe（我们只有一个地球）Don't you see the heavy smokes from the big chimneys? Don't you smell the gas from the motors all around the streets? We've got much dirtier air! The iceburgs are melting from the warmer winter because of the air pollution!（难道你没有看到浓重的烟雾从大烟囱里冒出来吗？难道你没有在街上闻到从机动车上排出来的气体吗？我们得到太多肮脏的空气了！因为气体污染，冰山在暖冬的时候融化了不少。
初入高中校园时的所见所想所感英语作文
初入高中校园时的所见所想所感英语作文全文共3篇示例，供读者参考篇1My First Day of High SchoolAs I walked through the gates of Hillcrest High on that late August morning, I felt a mixture of nervous anticipation and excited wonder. This sprawling campus of red brick buildings and neatly trimmed lawns would be my home away from home for the next four years. After the relatively small confines of middle school, the sheer size of this place made me feel incredibly small and insignificant. I clutched my brand new backpack stuffed with notebooks and freshly sharpened pencils, trying my best to appear confident and self-assured even though my insides were doing somersaults.Hundreds of other students milled about, most of them already divided into familiar cliques and social groups. I recognized virtually no one, which only added to my anxiety. Would I be able to make friends here? Would the classes be impossibly difficult? So many unanswered questions racedthrough my mind as I tried to study the classroom schedules and campus maps the school had provided.The first bell rang, a jolting clangor that made me jump. I took a deep breath and headed toward Building C for my first class - English 101. As I found a desk and took my seat, I looked around nervously at my new classmates. A few already seemed to know each other, chatting and laughing with the easy camaraderie of old friends. The rest of us avoided eye contact, staring stoically ahead or burying our noses in books to avoid the discomfort of being the new kid.Mrs. Hendricks, our heavyset English teacher, wasted no time launching into the syllabus and course expectations. Speaking in a rapid-fire monotone, she laid out an intense year of study covering everything from Shakespearean tragedies to MLA formatting styles for research papers. My head spun just trying to follow along. This was definitely a major step up from the reading and writing we had done in middle school.The morning classes passed by in a blur. I diligently took notes and tried my best to stay focused, but I caught myself daydreaming more than once, my mind wandering to make sense of this strange new environment. When the midday lunchbell finally rang, I felt almost dizzy with sensory overload and hunger pangs.With no one to sit with, I grabbed a tray of unappetizing cafeteria food and quickly found an empty corner table against the wall. Shoveling down the rubbery meatloaf and canned peas, I studied the scene around me. The cavernous lunchroom seemed to be firmly divided up into different social territories. The jocks and cheerleaders held court near the doors leading outside, their raucous laughter and boisterous joking turning more than a few heads. The self-proclaimed "cool kids" whispered intimately among themselves, tugging at vape pens and looking like they'd already outgrown this childish setting. The punks and skaters glowered menacingly as they hunched over their lunches, somehow managing to broadcast their contempt for everyone and everything through silence alone. The theater kids sang show tunes with overacted passion while the chess club dissected famous matches and gambits between bites of their sandwiches. And the extreme nerds, with their thick glasses and Star Trek lanyard IDs, argued passionately about which sci-fi franchises reigned supreme.I sighed in mild bewilderment, already feeling profoundly disconnected from these blatant high school stereotypes. Wheredid I fit in this newly stratified social hierarchy? My introspective pondering was soon interrupted by a voice asking, "Hey, are you gonna eat those tater tots?"I looked up to see a gangly boy with a mop of sandy blonde hair and a smattering of acne smiling hopefully at me. Something about his awkward, unassuming demeanor put me at ease. As I slid my barely-touched tray of tater tots toward him, I realized I may have just encountered my first high school friend.The rest of my first day flew by in a whirlwind of unfamiliar faces, new routines, and copious amounts of homework. My brain felt fried as I finally exited the building and made my way across the bustling student pick-up area toward my dad's idling car. As he pulled away from the curb, he asked the predictable parental question of "So, how was your first day?"I paused for a long moment, unsure of how to encapsulate the overwhelming rush of emotions and experiences from the past eight hours. Finally, after careful consideration, I replied, "It was...different. Really different. But I think I can get used to it."High school would undoubtedly be a challenge, filled with tough classes and even tougher social dynamics to navigate. But in that moment, I felt cautiously optimistic that these next four years would be memorable ones. Perhaps I would even makesome lifelong friends and finally start figuring out who I truly was. All I knew for sure was that this was a fresh start, for better or for worse. High school represented the final phase of my transition into adulthood, and I secretly relished the opportunity to author my own story without restrictions.The journey was just beginning, and I had absolutely no idea what lay ahead. But as my dad merged onto the highway pointing us back toward home, I gazed out the window at the rapidly receding campus feeling optimistic and ready to face the challenges of this brave new world called high school. Bring it on, I thought to myself with a mixture of apprehension and exhilaration. I'm not going to just survive these next four years...I'm going to thrive.篇2My First Day of High School: A Whole New WorldAs I stepped through the imposing gates of Ashfield High School on my first day, I felt a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling inside me. Excitement at the prospect of this fresh start warred with trepidation at facing the great unknown that high school represented. Would I make friends easily? Would the work betoo difficult? So many questions bounced around my head as I joined the stream of students flowing towards the main building.The first thing that struck me was just how huge the campus was compared to my cozy middle school. The buildings seemed to loom overhead, stretching as far as the eye could see in every direction. I felt tiny amidst the sprawling quads and gardens, just one face among the sea of unfamiliar faces. A bundle of nerves twisted in my stomach as I navigated the bustling crowds, trying not to get swept away by the tide of taller, more self-assured students who looked like seasoned veterans of this alien environment.By some miracle, I managed to locate my homeroom and slipped inside, grabbing one of the few remaining seats. I smiled tentatively at the girl next to me, who gave a brusque nod before turning away. So much for making an instant friend! As the bell rang and our homeroom teacher introduced herself, I realized this was really happening - I was finally in high school, the world I had been building up in my mind's eye for so long. No more waiting with bated breath - the next four years of my life had arrived.The rest of that first day passed by in a whirlwind of new faces, new routines, new expectations. I floated from classroomto classroom, desperately trying to find my bearings in the maze of hallways and staircases. My backpack quickly became weighed down with a mountain of syllabi, textbooks, and color-coded binders - a stark difference from the simple pencil case I had used in middle school. With each class, I felt the workload piling higher and higher, filling me with an anxious sense that high school was not messing around.As I settled into the rhythm of that first week, however, I realized that high school was not some big bad monster, just a new challenge to adapt to and ultimately conquer. The size of the campus that had once seemed so intimidating began to feel more familiar and navigable with each passing day. I started to recognize faces in the crowds and remember names of people in my classes. Conversations became easier as I got to know my peers. While there was certainly more schoolwork than I was used to, I found ways to schedule my time and tackle assignments systematically, little by little.By the end of that first month, I had formed a tight-knit group of friends - an eclectic bunch from various backgrounds and friend groups who just happened to click instantly. Together we started exploring the various nooks and crannies of our new territory, be it hanging out in the sunlit courtyard during lunch,cheering on the football team at pep rallies, or hunting for the best study spots around campus. Slowly but surely, I began to feel like I truly belonged at Ashfield High.Of course, high school still managed to throw plenty of curveballs my way. I bombed my first biology test, which was a harsh wakeup call that I couldn't just coast by on smarts alone anymore. I agonized over my schedule for next semester, careening back and forth between dreams of being an engineer, a writer, an artist. I went through friend drama and first crushes and all the other tumultuous experiences that seemed to come bundled with the high school package. There were undoubtedly days where I felt overwhelmed and wondered if I had bitten off more than I could chew by leaving the safety net of middle school behind.But at the end of the day, I realized that high school was about so much more than just academics. It was a formative journey of self-discovery and growth, a chance to explore new sides of myself and figure out the person I wanted to become. No longer was I constrained by the narrow corridors and rigid schedules of my old school. In high school, every day presented a blank canvas of possibility. I could reinvent myself a million times over, trying on different personas, friend groups,extracurriculars and interests to see what felt right. The world had quite literally expanded around me inScope and scale.High school taught me to dream bigger, think critically, and challenge myself in ways I never imagined possible. What had once terrified me as an unknowable abyss turned into an ocean of opportunity I could dive headfirst into. With each stumble and success, I felt myself growing tougher, more confident, and more sure of my own identity. The uncomfortable, awkward feeling of being a lost freshman quickly melted away as I carved out my own niche on campus.As I look ahead to my final years of high school, I know there will still be plenty of growing pains and obstacles to overcome. Looming in the not-so-distant future are challenges like college applications, increasingly difficult coursework, and eventually venturing out into the "real world" as an adult. While those prospects are certainly daunting, I feel ready to face whatever lies ahead. My first few months of high school were a baptism by fire that forged me into a more resilient, independent person prepared to tackle life's biggest tests.When I think back to that terrified freshman watching the first day of high school unfold, I can't help but smile. If you had told that naive kid just how much she would grow and changeover the next few years, she might not have believed you. High school is a great lumbering beast that cannot be fully understood or appreciated until you live through its wondrous labyrinth of ups and downs. All I can say is that I'm grateful I took the leap - it pushed me out of my comfort zone and into a beautiful state of metamorphosis. While the chrysalis of high school had its difficult, uncomfortable moments, the growth I experienced allowed me to blossom into the confident young woman I am today. I can't wait to see what the next chapter has in store.篇3My First Days of High SchoolAs I stepped through the main entrance of Wilson High for the very first time, a mixture of emotions swirled within me. Excitement battled with apprehension, curiosity vied with uncertainty. This imposing brick building with its tall arched windows and sturdy oak doors marked the start of a new chapter in my life. I was finally in high school.The hallways teemed with students, upperclassmen striding confidently while flocks of freshmen like myself tried not to appear too wide-eyed and lost. I clutched my class scheduletightly, afraid I might misplace this all-important sheet of paper amid the chaos. Lockers lined the corridors, their metal doors slamming shut in a rhythmic cadence punctuated by laughter, shouted greetings, and the squeak of sneakers on polished floors.Finding my first class proved challenging. Room numbers blurred together as I hurried past, my eyes scanning desperately for the right door. At last, there it was - English Literature, Ms. Reyes. I entered just as the bell rang, sliding into an empty desk near the back. Surrounding me were the familiar faces of kids I'd known since elementary school, now looking older yet strangely unchanged.Ms. Reyes strode to the front of the room, her heels clicking purposefully. She was younger than I expected, maybe in her late twenties, with a warm smile and an aura of confidence. As she launched into the syllabus overview, explaining her passion for the written word, I found myself drawn in by her evident enthusiasm for the subject matter. Perhaps English class wouldn't be so painfully dull after all.The rest of that first day passed by in a blur of new faces, new rules, new routines. By lunchtime, I was mentally drained yet still buzzing with pent-up energy. The cafeteria looked like a riot,every table packed as kids socialized amid the din of clattering trays and silverware. I spotted a few friends from my old middle school at a table near the windows and gratefully joined them, familiarity offering a welcome reprieve.As the days turned into weeks, I slowly adapted to the rhythms of high school life. I joined the ranks of those who could expertly navigate the maze of hallways without consulting a map. My locker combination became etched into muscle memory. I figured out which bathrooms to avoid during passing periods and which vending machines actually worked.Academically, I found high school presented a new level of challenge. Assessments were weightier, expectations were higher, and there was a constant undercurrent of preparation for those all-important college admission tests looming in thenot-so-distant future. Teachers here didn't coddle; they pushed us to think more critically, analyze deeper, question more ferociously.In English class, we delved into literary classics I'd never imagined tackling - ponderous tomes by long-dead authors who seemed to revel in layered meanings and obfuscating metaphors.I pored over passages of dense symbolism, challenging myself to unravel the threads of deeper significance. At times the readingsfelt indecipherable, leaving me cross-eyed and headachey, but the elation of finally grasping a difficult concept made the struggle worthwhile.My other classes opened new windows too. Biology revealed the intricate machinery of life at the cellular level, a hidden world of dizzying complexity. Calculus took mathematics to soaring new heights, its equations and theories making my brain hurt in a oddly satisfying way. Through it all, I could sense the frameworks of knowledge expanding in my mind, forging new connections, altering how I perceived the world around me.Extracurriculars provided a needed reprieve from academics as well as opportunities to explore burgeoning interests. I joined Wilson's award-winning debate club, discovering a surprising aptitude for poised public speaking and skilled rhetoric. Mock trial competitions allowed me to argue hypothetical cases before attorneys, developing skills in reasoning and administration of laws. The school newspaper had me conducting interviews, snapping photos at events, and cranking out articles on tight deadlines - a crash course in journalism.Of course, high school wasn't all about scholastics and student organizations. There were plenty of chances to socialize, blow off steam, and revel in an newfound sense of independence.I experienced my first unsupervised high school parties, where kids stayed out lawlessly late while sipping drinks their parents wouldn't approve of. A few times I may have indulged in such illicit high school rituals myself...but what happens at Jenny Freeman's house parties stays at Jenny Freeman's house parties.As the months rolled by, I came to realize my high school experience, like that of so many teens, was a swirling confluence of contradictions. It was a time of intense social pressure yet profound self-discovery. A period rife with insecurities and angst offset by frequent bouts of idealism and fearless dreaming about the future. I grappled with questions of identity, ethics, and my place in the world while simultaneously worrying about trivial dramas like who was dating who.More than anything, those first pivotal years of high school reinforced in me that I was a work in progress. My beliefs, personality, and very sense of self remained in delicious flux. Each day brought new experiences, insights, and challenges that subtly shaped the person I was becoming. Sometimes I stumbled along the way, made mistakes, or struggled against inner demons. But such is the nature。
高中初体验作文800字3篇
高中初体验作文800字3篇高中初体验作文一：新环境下的挑战与成长引言进入高中是每个学生从初中进入高中的一个重要转折点，对于大多数学生来说，高中初体验是一个充满挑战和机遇的阶段。
在这个阶段，我亲身经历了新环境下的挑战与成长，我将在本文中详细描述这段经历。
新环境的挑战初到高中，我最大的挑战是适应新的研究环境和研究方式。
高中的研究节奏较快，知识内容也更加深入和复杂，这对我来说是一次巨大的考验。
我需要调整我的研究方法和研究惯，学会高效研究并提高自己的研究能力。
此外，高中的社交圈也是一个重大挑战。
初中时，我和同学们一起度过了三年的时光，彼此已经非常熟悉。
但是进入高中后，我们被分到不同的班级，与从其他初中来的新同学们相处需要时间来适应和建立新的友谊。
成长的契机面对新环境的挑战，我不断努力并付出了很多努力。
首先，我主动寻求老师和同学的帮助，向他们请教研究和适应新环境的方法。
同时，我也加入了学校的研究小组和社团，通过参与各种活动，我能够结识新的朋友，并且逐渐适应了高中的研究生活。
在这个过程中，我发现了自己的潜力和能力。
我逐渐提高了研究效率和研究能力，并取得了不错的成绩。
同时，通过与不同背景的同学交流和合作，我开拓了自己的眼界，学会了更好地与他人合作，并培养了一些领导才能。
总结高中初体验给了我很多宝贵的经验和成长的机会。
通过面对新环境的挑战，我不断调整自己，逐渐适应了高中生活，并取得了令我满意的进步。
这段经历让我明白了成长需要付出努力和勇气，也让我更加坚定了自己的目标和追求，为未来的研究和成长做好准备。
高中初体验作文二：前行的脚步引言高中初体验是人生中一个重要的时期，对于我而言也是出乎意料的挑战和磨砺。
这篇文章将介绍我在高中初体验中的成长和进步。
新学科的挑战初入高中，我面临了教育体制的根本变化。
新学科的引入让我感到有些吃力。
尤其是对于理科和社科，我感到陌生而困惑。
这些新的知识点和研究方法，需要我重新调整思维方式并努力克服研究上的困难。
初高中英语作文《The power of smiles》范文3篇
The power of smilesSmiling is a simple gesture that can have a powerful impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. Whether it is a genuine smile or a fake one, it has the ability to change our mood, improve our relationships, and even impact our overall health.One of the most notable benefits of smiling is its ability to change our mood. Research has shown that when we smile, even if it is a fake smile, our brain releases endorphins, which are natural feel-good chemicals. These endorphins can improve our mood, reduce stress and anxiety, and even lower our blood pressure.Another benefit of smiling is its ability to improve our relationships with others. When we smile, we send a message of positivity, friendliness, and openness to those around us. This can help us build better relationships, reduce conflict, and even increase our chances of success in personal and professional settings.In addition to improving our mood and relationships, smiling has been shown to have a positive impact on our overall health. It has been linked to a stronger immune system, lower levels of stress, and even a longer lifespan.In conclusion, the power of smiles should not be underestimated. It is a simple gesture that can have a profound impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. So, let's spread some smiles and feel the positive benefits that come with it.The power of smilesSmiling is a universal language that transcends boundaries, cultures, and backgrounds. It is a simple gesture that can have a profound impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. From reducing stress and anxiety, to improving our relationships, to boosting our overall health, the power of smiles is truly remarkable.One of the most notable benefits of smiling is its ability to change our mood. Research has shown that when we smile, even if it is a fake smile, our brain releases endorphins, which are natural feel-good chemicals. These endorphins can improve our mood, reduce stress and anxiety, and even lower our blood pressure. This means that by simply smiling, we can shift our perspective from a negative one to a more positive one, even in the most challenging of circumstances.Another benefit of smiling is its ability to improve our relationships with others. When we smile, we send a message of positivity, friendliness, and openness to those around us. This can help us build better relationships, reduce conflict, and even increase our chances of success in personal and professional settings. By smiling, we show that we are approachable, trustworthy, and confident, and these qualities can help us to establish strong and meaningful connections with others.In addition to improving our mood and relationships, smiling has been shown to have a positive impact on our overall health. It has been linked to a stronger immune system, lower levels of stress, and even a longer lifespan. Research has shown that people who smile more often are less likely to experience depression, anxiety, and other mental health issues, and they have a greater sense of overall well-being.Furthermore, smiling is contagious. When we smile, we encourage those around us to smile as well, creating a positive and uplifting atmosphere. This can have a ripple effect, spreading joy and happiness to others and improving the overall mood and atmosphere of any situation.In conclusion, the power of smiles should not be underestimated. It is a simple gesture that can have a profound impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. So, let's spread some smiles and feel the positive benefits that come with it. Whether we are dealing with personal challenges, professional difficulties, or simply trying to make the world a better place, a smile can go a long way in creating positive change.The power of smilesSmiling is one of the simplest and most powerful expressions that we can use. It is a universal language that has the ability to bring people together and make the world a better place. From reducing stress and anxiety, to improving ourrelationships, to boosting our overall health, the power of smiles is truly remarkable.One of the most significant benefits of smiling is its ability to change our mood. Research has shown that even a fake smile can trigger the release of endorphins, which are natural feel-good chemicals in our brain. These endorphins can improve our mood, reduce stress and anxiety, and even lower our blood pressure. This means that even in difficult situations, a smile can help us shift our perspective and maintain a positive outlook.In addition to its mood-boosting benefits, smiling also has the power to improve our relationships with others. When we smile, we send a message of positivity, friendliness, and openness, which can help us build stronger relationships and reduce conflict. Smiling can also increase our chances of success in personal and professional settings by making us appear more approachable, trustworthy, and confident.Moreover, smiling has numerous health benefits. It has been linked to a stronger immune system, lower levels of stress, and even a longer lifespan. Research has shown that people who smile more often are less likely to experience depression, anxiety, and other mental health issues, and they have a greater sense of overall well-being.Another important aspect of the power of smiles is its contagious nature. When we smile, we encourage those around us to smile as well, creating a positive and uplifting atmosphere. This can have a ripple effect, spreading joy andhappiness to others and improving the overall mood and atmosphere of any situation.In conclusion, the power of smiles should not be underestimated. It is a simple gesture that can have a profound impact on our lives and the lives of those around us. So, let's spread some smiles and feel the positive benefits that come with it. Whether we are dealing with personal challenges, professional difficulties, or simply trying to make the world a better place, a smile can go a long way in creating positive change.。
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​六年级语文第三单元作文——我的
理想
六年级语文第三单元作文——我的理想
六年级萌璐
我的理想在茫茫星河中是渺小的，却散发着耀眼的光芒。
它像向日葵那般灿烂，如薄荷让人神清气爽。
我的理想很简单，我想当一名战地记者。
在我很小的时候，头一次听见有人说“战地记者”这个词，感到新奇。
一直没有理想的我，好像头一次对于一个职业有兴趣。
我开始不断关注这个词。
后来我知道，哦，原来是在战争中写新闻的啊！为了这个理想，我整天练习写作、概括作文，并规定每天一篇；为了这个理想，我关心起了国家大事，甚至是国际上的事。
老爸老妈很惊奇，但是却从不问我在干什么。
第一次练习写战争的事，写完后献宝似的捧给老妈看，老妈看了后，对我说：“嗯，还不错，不过你真的很想做这一行吗？”我有些气馁妈妈这么问，从此再也没有写过这些东西。
第二次写是看了王愿坚的作品，深有感触，便又重新拾起了这个梦想。
我又开始疯狂了！
暑假的日子里，我拼命看书看报寻找好的素材，以
仿写一两篇小新闻。
我想：战地记者是在现实中，亲身经历中写出的，我不这样的话就感受不到了。
于是，我开始写些一天中发生的事，没事时还会练几篇文章。
为了练胆量，不让自己在真枪实弹中发抖、害怕，我搜集了恐怖片，在晚上十二点钟看，帮老妈切东西，拿刀。
我不愿放弃这个梦想！
“如果你没法阻止战争，那你就把战争的真相告诉世界”，这是战地记者永远的格言。
我找过战地记者的资料，这是一个危险的职业，他们会被打伤、绑架甚至会被打死。
这是一群与死神经常擦肩而过的人，也是一群与战争无关的局外人。
他们冒险、冲动、热情、充满责任感，而他们的工作就是力争在被不可预料的枪击、炸弹、导弹或一切武器夺去生命前用文字、声音或图片将战争记录下来，向全世界真实传递着战争的残酷。
战地记者就是一个普通人，而他们的责任只不过是说出真相而已。
我会在人生的路上走出一条闪亮的路来！。