高一叙事作文:高中生活(一)_750字

时间:2021-01-16 17:35:29

时间如白驹过隙,慢慢地从指间淌过,不知不觉,我的高中之旅将画上一个句号。回首过去的三年,我感受颇多,仿佛过去的日子仍在眼前,未曾离去。


高一的我,是一个无知的儿童。对高中生活一无所知,怀着对它的无限憧憬,怀着好奇的心理,我迈入了高中的大门。伴随着青春期各种心理的萌芽,我们大多数是在学校中肆意的玩乐,痛快的玩笑,仿佛青春就是挥霍与享乐的标志。桃花又艳了一次,荷花又美了一遭,枫叶把天空都染红了,有些同学依然自如的在冬天的暖窝里慵懒的打发着光阴,殊不知韶华易逝,青春易老!


高二的我,是一个仍稍显稚嫩的少年。经过了高一的适应,我们懂得了高中生活的意义。高二学习生活忙碌辛苦,学习压力也越来越大,可是经过高一的了解,我适当放下了初中不离手的游戏,丢开了初中藏于课桌的小说,把贪玩的心略收了起来,因为我们明白梦想的高峰正散发着诱人的光芒,它正等着我们去攀登,去攀登。


高三的我,是一个稍显成熟的成年。经过了两年高中生活的洗礼,我懂得了许多。高三的生活虽然枯燥无味,但在这样的生活中我更加成熟,同时长大了许多,构成许多良好美德,备考的日子虽然苦而累,但我要咬牙坚持。像一粒突然醒悟的种子,奋发的向上发芽,因为有了开花的心,当众人途经我,看到我的绽放,闻到我的芬芳。或许别人会以为那没什么,可仅有我一个人明白,那是拼搏的血与汗水交织的味道。我来过,我努力过,我才能够骄傲。


高中的三年像绵绵细雨,朦胧而美丽,带着一丝怅惘彷徨,微风拂过,雨丝轻斜,我们只在其中留下一段浅浅的足迹;高中的三年像熊熊的烈火,热情而明媚,我们带着青春的悸动,年少的懵懂,用热情书写人生的篇章。高中的生活更像一条小河,平平淡淡,涓涓流淌,我们应当尽自我全力使自我流的更高更远。




英文版:

Time, like a fleeting moment, flows slowly through my fingers. Unconsciously, my high school trip will come to an end. Looking back on the past three years, I feel quite a lot, as if the past days are still in front of me.

I am an ignorant child in senior one. Knowing nothing about high school life, with infinite longing for it and curious psychology, I entered the gate of high school. With the budding of all kinds of psychology in adolescence, most of us are wantonly playing in school, happy jokes, as if youth is a symbol of extravagance and enjoyment. Peach blossoms once again, lotus flowers once again, maple leaves dyed the sky red, some students are still comfortable in the warm nest in winter, idly passing the time, but do not know that youth is easy to die, youth is easy to get old!

As a sophomore in high school, I am still a little immature. After high school adaptation, we understand the meaning of high school life. The study life of sophomore is busy and hard, and the pressure of study is also increasing. But after the understanding of sophomore, I appropriately put down the game of junior high school, put aside the novel hidden in the desk, and put away the desire to play, because we know that the peak of dream is emitting an attractive light, it is waiting for us to climb, to climb.

Senior three of me, is a slightly mature adult. After two years of high school life, I learned a lot. Although the life of senior three is boring, but in such a life, I am more mature. At the same time, I have grown up a lot and formed many good virtues. Although the days of preparing for the exam are hard and tired, I have to stick to it. Like a seed of sudden awakening, vigorous upward germination, because of the flowering heart, in public through me, see my bloom, smell my fragrance. Maybe others will think it's nothing, but I'm the only one to understand that it's the taste of blood and sweat. I've been here, I've tried, I can be proud.

The three years of high school are like continuous drizzle, hazy and beautiful, with a trace of loss and hesitation. The breeze blows, and the rain falls gently. We only leave a shallow footprint in it. The three years of high school are like a raging fire, warm and beautiful, with the throb of youth and the ignorance of youth, we write the chapter of life with enthusiasm. High school life is more like a river, flat light, trickling, we should do our best to make self flow higher and farther.