高二期末考试作文:期末优秀作文1000字_1000字

时间:2019-09-11 00:20:24

  和着缓慢而有节奏的曲调,理解、坚持、感恩悄然而至,它们的凝聚,汇成了一场漫长的路途:成长。


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  在我的身后,已经留下了数不尽的脚印,尽管距离终点还有一段极长的求索之路,但那浅浅的脚印却留下一串串回忆,并且散发着耀眼的光芒。也许,那里就是成长,所以,我得好好回望:


  “哇----哇----”一个婴儿的哭声在医院寂静的走廊上回荡,仿佛在向世界庄严地宣告一个新生命的来临!此时,我正躲在角落盯着,盯着那个被父亲轻搂着的刚出生的“我”,那一刻,父亲紧张焦虑的神情在一瞬间变得兴奋,激动,接着便是喜笑颜开,爷爷奶奶更是凑着抚摸我的稚嫩的手,笑的合不拢嘴,但脸上却明显挂着一夜的疲惫,只是仍然洋溢着幸福的笑。我多想冲上去让他们歇一会儿,等待了一夜,一定都困倦了,但我知道我不能:这是他们内心的满足,因为有了我,他们才有了一个完完整整的家。


  我悄悄躲到了窗户边儿,找到了靠边坐的“我”,那是一堂数学课,老师在讲台上孜孜不倦的解释着,可靠边儿的我却撑着头,不住的摇摆,那张红彤彤的脸蛋上写满了一千个不情愿,但眼神却流露出一种态度,“我”正在强迫自己去听,去想,以特殊的方式集中精神,那种样子让我莫名生出一种冲动,才这么小,有必要往'我"脑子里输送那么多东西吗?我多想冲上去把“我”拉出教室,带去操场痛痛快快的疯上一阵子,但我知道我不能:外面的世界很精彩,外面的世界很无奈,那个“赤裸裸”的“我”,只能用知识去武装。


  “啪!”随着一声沉重的扇击声,“我”的脸上瞬间多了个巴掌印,那血红的掌印显得那么刺眼。咦?父亲为什么打我?就因为我的顶撞?逆反?他难道不知道我会痛吗?他难道忘记了我的重要?他难道忘记了与我的第一次拥抱?我多想冲上去阻止,但我的意识告诉我,不能这样做,人世的酸、甜、苦、辣,我还没有去体验,只有用这种方式去矫正我航标,感恩生活、感恩社会,才能在接下去的路上扬帆远航。。。。。。


  这就是成长,在那只曲调中,我在不断的完善自己,理解家人,理解社会;我在学习,学习坚持、学习刻苦;我在感恩,感恩生活、感恩社会。在这条路上,我得到了很多很多,也影响着很多很多,有人因为我而喜而悲,我也因为别人而乐而怒。成长是条漫长的旅行,需要的并非是富裕亦或是荣耀,而是在一次次升华中不断理解和信任。没了这些,成长将变得枯燥,人生如歌的行板亦会单调、甚至失去韵味。


  成长,如歌的行板,一路走来,肩上凝聚了一大堆浓浓的爱,不知不觉,肩上的担子重了。




英文版:

With the slow and rhythmic tune, understanding, persistence, gratitude quietly come, their cohesion, a long way: growth.

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Behind me, countless footprints have been left. Although there is a long way to go from the end, the shallow footprints leave a string of memories and emit dazzling light. Maybe, there is growth, so I have to look back:

"Wow -- wow" -- the cry of a baby reverberates in the silent corridor of the hospital, as if to solemnly announce the arrival of a new life to the world! At this time, I was hiding in the corner, staring at the newly born "I" who was gently held by my father. At that moment, my father's nervous and anxious expression became excited and excited in an instant, and then his face was happy and happy. My grandparents even stroked my immature hands, and they couldn't close their mouths with a smile, but their faces were obviously tired of the night, but still brimming with happy smile. I want to rush to let them rest for a while, waiting for a night, they must be sleepy, but I know I can't: This is their inner satisfaction, because with me, they have a complete home.

I quietly hide to the window and find the "I" sitting next to me. It was a math class. The teacher explained it tirelessly on the platform. However, the reliable side of me held my head and swayed. My red face was full of 1000 unwillingness, but my eyes showed an attitude. "I" was forcing myself to listen, think, and in a special way Concentration, that kind of appearance makes me inexplicably produce a kind of impulse, is it necessary to send so many things to my brain? I want to rush up and pull me out of the classroom and take me to the playground for a while, but I know I can't: the outside world is wonderful, the outside world is helpless, the "naked" I can only be armed with knowledge.

"Pa!" With a heavy fan strike, "I" face instant more than a palm print, the blood red palm print appears so dazzling. Eh? Why did my father hit me? Because of my confrontation? Contrary? Didn't he know I was going to hurt? Did he forget my importance? Did he forget the first hug with me? I want to rush to stop it, but my consciousness tells me that I can't do this. I haven't experienced the bitterness, sweetness, bitterness and bitterness of the world. Only by correcting my navigation mark in this way and thanking the life and society can I set sail on the next road......

This is growth. In that tune, I am constantly improving myself, understanding my family and understanding the society; I am learning, learning to persist and study hard; I am grateful, grateful for life and society. On this road, I have gained a lot and influenced a lot. Some people are happy and sad because of me, and I am also angry because of others. Growing up is a long journey. What we need is not wealth or glory, but continuous understanding and trust in the process of upgrading. Without these, growth will become boring, and the Andante of life like a song will be monotonous and even lose its charm.

Growth, such as singing andante, along the way, the shoulder condensed a lot of thick love, unconsciously, the burden on the shoulder is heavy.