Diary of senior three

Diary of Senior Three 1 Time flies, and the horn of June has already become history. After the war without smoke, I am glad that I am still alive and strong. At a new starting line, I am still running towards my goal and pursuing my original dream. After going through the third year of high school and passing the college entrance examination, I don't think I am the winner of this war, but I never think I am a loser. There are only winners in the college entrance examination, but no losers. As long as the direction is correct, as long as you have worked hard towards your goals and paid sweat; After the college entrance examination, you will find that grades are no longer so important.

Now I have stepped into the small society of university, and I am slowly adapting to the new life of university. In college, you will find yourself very free, and freedom is a bit indulgent; You will feel bored in class, because only the teacher keeps talking on the podium; You will find that you still have a lot to learn, and you will find that there are too many activities waiting for you to participate.

3: 0 1 Say goodbye to the classroom, canteen and dormitory life, and my own activities in the university will be much larger. Football field, basketball court and library are all places I often go to; Say goodbye to the mountain of information books on the desk, because there are not many university information books, so don't worry about not being able to do the questions; Say goodbye to the test paper that flies every day, and don't worry about the score on the test paper anymore.

After going through the third year of high school, you will find that you have matured a lot; You will find that the third year of high school will be an unforgettable period of your life, and you will find yourself taking another big step away from your dream.

Senior three, I tried. I believe that every senior three student has worked hard and paid for his goal. It is fair that efforts have results and efforts have rewards. How much you pay for your dream, how much you will get. God is fair and just. In senior three, don't complain that God is unfair, and don't complain that you are too different from others. The only thing you can do is to study hard and strive for your own fairness. Senior three is like a football match. What you need to do is to shoot hard and try to get your high score.

Senior three, I feel full. Senior three is the most fulfilling period in life, and I believe everyone who has experienced it will agree with this statement. There is only one major event in senior three, that is, study; There is only one pursuit in senior three, and that is the college entrance examination. We climb the mountain of books, we swim in the sea of knowledge; We have endless questions and endless knowledge points; We fight against fate and race against time. Because of this, senior three has become the most unforgettable time in our lives.

Senior three, I have too much nostalgia. In the tense atmosphere of senior three, there is also a trace of separation. Because I am about to bid farewell to my alma mater, to those beloved teachers, and to those classmates who work hard with us to pursue their dreams. The vast sea of people, from meeting to knowing each other, we eat together and study together. Aren't these profound friendships worth our eternal nostalgia? I miss my classmates and teachers in senior three, and I really miss everything in senior three. I think if I don't have the pressure of exams, I will love my senior three life.

Whether in high school or college, learning is the most important. I have tried my best to pursue my dream, and I have had sadness and tears, but I still have to face it bravely and pursue it persistently. How far my mind is, I may not be able to go, but it really doesn't matter how far I go as long as I am in the right direction and work hard. Everyone knows that snails and eagles can reach the top of the pyramid. I am not an eagle, but I hope I am a snail, a snail who has tried hard to pursue her dreams, had sorrow and tears, and is still strong. It will be a snail that can fly with a broken wing and a broken heart, and it will be a snail that uses the slowest speed in the world to achieve the farthest goal.

Strolling in the university campus, feeling the unique atmosphere of the university, standing at a new starting line and continuing to work hard, because I always believe that dreams will never die and my heart will never die!

Diary of Senior Three 2 Life in Senior Three is like the brightest meteor in the darkness, which often cuts through the darkness to light the lamp in my heart and give me warmth. Maybe too tired, maybe too busy. That year, we were not sure. Just keep reading and doing your homework. Even so, what happened between a group of lively boys and girls is unforgettable. Those fragments of life have been cut into black and white films by time, and every lonely and miserable night, they will nourish my already dry heart.

As time goes by, we are doomed to forget many things, such as people who have been together and what happened. I believe there is no such thing as eternity. Memory is more fragile and pitiful in front of time. In order not to forget, I chose to recall every day.

Memories are beautiful. In memory, senior three will become particularly clear. It seems that I have returned to my original innocent campus life. Everyone has a smile on his face, the walls of the classroom will be bright, and the freshly painted paint can be smelled on the tables and chairs. I thought I went back in time. So I reached out and tried to touch the table that I hadn't touched for a long time, just like before, trying to find a little familiar feeling. When my hand was about to touch the desk, the dark green desk and chair suddenly disappeared, the white wall disappeared, and the smile hanging on the students' faces disappeared. Look, it's only night. It turns out that I dreamed of them again, my lovely classmates.

We wasted too much youth, what a self-righteous and embarrassing youth, with laughter and tears; There is vitality and decadence; There are sweetness and absurdity; There is self-confidence and confusion. We are sensitive, we are paranoid, we stubbornly pretend to be strong; We are easy to hurt others and easy to be hurt by others. We pursue decadent happiness and indulge in the beauty of loneliness. We firmly believe that we are different and the world will change because of me; We wake up that we are no longer young and our future may no longer be infinite. When is it actually infinite? For a moment, we all thought we had grown up. But one day, we finally found that the meaning of growth is not only desire, but also courage, responsibility, strength and some necessary sacrifices. Before life, we were all children. In fact, we have never grown up and don't know how to love and be loved.

Although we were young and ignorant at that time, it was too easy to regard desire as love. In fact, the person who loves you the most will only appear when he knows the responsibility. Sometimes we should really thank life. Life has given us so many hardships, and people always know the meaning of life after suffering.

Today is different from yesterday, precisely because the feeling of yesterday is still in our hearts. In every corner of our lives, there will be a processed story. Whether the outcome is a blessing or a curse, whether it is beautiful or sad, the baptism of years can always leave us with faint memories. This may be the charm that life is worth continuing.

People keep leaving or entering in life, so what they see is invisible. Remember, forget. There are gains and losses in life, so remember what you didn't see, what you saw and what you forgot. However, does invisibility mean non-existence? Will the memory never die?

How many people are doomed, how many people are shared, and how many people are finally left with eternal nostalgia?

Diary of senior three: winter goes and spring comes, and flowers bloom and fall. Everything is like a dream, and I entered the journey of senior three in ignorance. But the scene when I first entered school seems to have happened yesterday, and I can remember it vividly.

I remember when I first entered the campus, my heart surged and I started my dream-chasing journey.

Looking back on the past days, I worked hard for my ideals, but more often I spent it in a daze. I still clearly remember that my class teacher said, "The simpler his thought, the more he will gain in his study." I didn't understand this sentence at first, but then I gradually understood the meaning. I used to be so naive that I just wanted to have pure friendship and didn't care about anything else. Many things are not as simple as imagined. As a result of blindly indulging in feelings, one's grades naturally plummet and one regrets it. Is there regret medicine to sell in this world?

Today, as an art student, I have some advantages over a cultural student, but for me, it is just another opportunity. At the same time, if you want to have more advantages than others, you must work harder than others, not only to learn your major well, but also to learn your culture well. You can't lose your culture because of your major. Isn't this not worth the loss? So, in the last less than 100 days, calm down and study culture seriously, give it a try and fight for your dreams once!

Looking at the double digits of the calendar on the wall, have you told yourself not to hesitate? Work hard, in the remaining few days, believe in yourself and bravely catch up. Maybe you will encounter setbacks in it, but please don't be afraid. Tell yourself, "God will be a great responsibility to the Sri Lankan people, so you must first torture their minds, work hard and starve their bodies." Then get back on your feet and go forward!

Sprint hard, give parents, give teachers and give yourself a satisfactory answer sheet; Sprint, let the ideal go further; Sprint, let's not regret it in our future life!

Date of Diary of Senior Three 4: April, 20091July Thursday Weather: Rain.

Emotional note: No matter how tired you are, you should stick to it.

The key to life is that as long as you do it, losing and winning are beautiful.

There are so many people studying at night!

I looked up and there were two thick stacks of reference books in front of me. I looked down, and sticky notes recording knowledge points were posted all over the table.

The school will arrange evening self-study exams from next week. The teacher said that we have been through many battles, but I think we have experienced tens of thousands of exams. It bothers me to think that math and physics are still as bad as before. But English has finally stabilized. For biology and chemistry, it may be because we have spent more time on textbooks recently, so those basic questions are getting easier and easier. It seems that teachers have said that returning to textbooks is very useful.

Students began to discuss the May Day holiday today, because we haven't relaxed for a long time. Even a one-day holiday is a luxury holiday for us. Everyone happily began to make plans. Although I know that I can only stay at home and read books, I still look forward to it for more than ten minutes with everyone.

Today, when I was eating in the canteen, I saw many students reading their notebooks while eating. These notebooks are very popular recently, and I bought a few, but most of them are used to write inspirational words. Just like when I keep a diary, I am always used to writing a motto that can keep me motivated. There are too many records in the notebook now, and it is impossible to tell which sentence is copied and which sentence is original.

The number on the countdown board above the blackboard is getting smaller and smaller. Every time I see the "tall man" in the class changing, I feel nervous and my palms sweat uncontrollably. Good ambivalence, on the one hand, I hope that time can pass quickly, on the other hand, I am afraid that I am not ready. The teacher always reminds us from time to time that if we don't work hard, we won't even have a chance to turn over. Every time I hear this, I think of a large piece of salted fish struggling to turn over, and then I am amused.

Today is the physics teacher's evening self-study, and I still have many questions to ask! We need to tidy up quickly. Come on!

I believe many people have heard this sentence, and spring seems to be the most beautiful season. But I don't think so. I think autumn is the most beautiful season of the year. Even if there is a little loneliness, it is full of beauty.

Autumn has the beauty of falling leaves After a gust of wind, I went to Qiu Lai in summer. The leaves turn yellow from the initial dense, and then fall. This is a process, but it is also beautiful. I walked on the mountain road, and the falling dead leaves paved a golden road. Walking in it, my body and mind seem to be integrated with nature. I picked up a fallen leaf, and the yellow leaf turned slightly blue. After reading it, I thought, how great the power of autumn is! Even if Ye Er still has some ideas, he will bring the breath of autumn. I picked up a few more pieces and put them in my book. Stroll out of the mountain. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers."

Autumn has the beauty of returning. Tomorrow, the trees will return their leaves to the earth and themselves. Simplify the complex. What about those animals? I sat on the stone bench in the park and looked at the autumn sky. A flock of geese flew in, lined up and danced neatly in the air, as if they had rehearsed. I looked at it and thought: They are going home. It's time to go home after running around for a year. However, what about people? "I'm afraid I can't talk in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming." This is human emotion. Autumn makes people homesick. If you go home and have a look at it at this time, how happy it is and make people feel warm in this slightly chilly autumn. "When a person is unfamiliar in a foreign land, he misses his relatives every holiday."

Autumn is the beauty of harvest. Although there are fallen leaves on the mountain, the whole earth is filled with the joy of harvest. Miss Qiu came to the field and Miss Inaba greeted her. Teacher Qiu was the first to turn Uncle Fan into golden yellow. Brother Apple and sister Pear both jumped up and asked Miss Qiu to dress them. Miss Qiu just holds it in her hand, yeah! Apple's younger brother was suddenly ashamed and his face was red. "Chi" can make the pomegranate sister-in-law next to her anxious. When Miss Qiu saw it, she used her stick a little, and Aunt Pomegranate opened her mouth happily. The earth and the world are at peace.

Look! Autumn is beautiful, and autumn is a season worth cherishing. There are many beautiful things in autumn-in the sky, on the earth, in people's hearts, it is waiting for us to discover in life.

Diary 6 of Senior Three started school, the same day as usual, but different from usual. One year, the dead children came with vicissitudes and sad faces. It seems that there are no festivals in any year. They all sat at their desks with a straight face, and on the way to the college entrance examination, they began to move forward in the high pile of books.

It will become a fixed period in the foreseeable future, as if you can see the battlefield and smell the smoke. All the people quickly entered the state in silence.

The most direct reaction of the students is to attend class without saying a word. I'm in a good state of study, and I look very hard. Those students who used to feel good about themselves and felt hopeless also sat down quietly, calmed down and made preparations before going to war.

Every morning, there is no need to read early. They got up early, silently writing, and looked absorbed. Teachers rarely bother, except for individual guidance, rarely talk about big things, and rarely talk to individuals. They know everything better than before.

Busyness and stress seem to be gone, but in fact they have reached the edge of numbness. The first round of review of all subjects is coming to an end, and the second round of review that has been started one after another is imminent because of time. Doing, checking, correcting and constantly checking the missing items are the most important tasks at this stage. Thick stacks of papers, open exercises in various subjects, review of memory comprehension in various subjects, daily tasks, and intensive training one by one, they exercise their mental, physical and psychological limits in numbness.

Accompanying them silently every day, a feeling of sharing weal and woe suddenly arises spontaneously.

In the third year of senior high school, especially in the next semester of senior high school, due to the increasingly comprehensive learning content and higher ability requirements, some students tend to be irritable and irritable, and some students will also have an anxious state, which is called "altitude sickness" in psychology.

So encourage them to find their own way of self-confidence. It is also a good way to write a motto, such as: "Senior three is a beautiful ocean, full of dark waves and reefs, but it makes you tempered and strong"; "Senior three is the future, the hope, the fruitful seed, the happiness in suffering and the wealth of my life"; "Darkness and light only depend on ourselves and give us the same height. I am confident, so I only have light "and so on. Because of self-confidence, I am happy despite difficulties, which is what senior three students must do.

At the moment, there are many students in each state, and the teachers have searched one by one. It is really targeted and convincing:

1, desperate Saburo is not desirable: some students study very hard, sleep less than 5 hours a day, and enter an anxious state. If this state continues, not only will academic performance not be improved, but it will be difficult for the body to support further study. We should stop this kind of fatigue war immediately, adjust our health first, then study in a targeted way, and don't enter the sea of questions ahead of time.

2. It is not enough to be a good student: although some students' learning status has been greatly improved than before, they have only entered the learning status of an ordinary high school student: attending classes, completing homework, and learning with the progress of the teacher. Now candidates can no longer measure themselves by the standards of students, and it is not enough to complete the tasks assigned by teachers. The foundation is poor and there are still many loopholes to be filled. You need to refuel yourself after class. Don't passively follow the teacher, but take the initiative to find the teacher.

3. There is no need for extracurricular tutoring: it is not a reasonable state to make up lessons everywhere. Weekends are all cram schools. Students don't have their own time. They learn a lot but can't digest it, and the learning effect is not necessarily good.

4, active review is the right way: six science courses must have weaknesses, focusing on counseling weaknesses, while not relaxing strengths. Senior three is very tight, so arrange the time reasonably. Instead of spending all your time doing problems, it is better to do things that don't require brains, such as copying, and spend the best time solving problems, correcting mistakes and memorizing words. In this way, learning efficiency is high, and special time can be set aside to rest and relax. Learning will be more strategic and the time arrangement will be more appropriate.

5, mentality change is the key: let yourself build confidence. Think positively about everything and let it influence your behavior. When I got up, I secretly said to myself: I am the best! When studying, you can also hint: I can handle it easily! When you are relaxed and want to give up, cheer yourself up and imagine some new progress every day, which will greatly increase your interest in learning.

6. It's important to have no distractions: don't always think about things that have nothing to do with study. In this case, it will not only increase your psychological burden, but also affect the efficiency of learning. All you have to do is "listen to the things outside the window and concentrate on reading the sage book".

Try to tell the students that we should treat the college entrance examination correctly, recognize its positive side, face it directly and not escape in any way. Whether the ending is happy or not, what really makes you grow up and increase your chips for your future success is your thoughts and personal qualities formed in the process of bravely facing the future this year, not just your total score in the college entrance examination.

Try to tell students that opportunities always wait for those who are prepared. Therefore, as long as we insist on the quality of self-improvement and study, the college entrance examination will not be as cruel as we thought, and its only purpose is to make people grow up.

The school also has a specific learning stage plan. Meeting after meeting is to analyze and summarize the exchange experience, emphasizing effective teaching in the classroom, the management of the class teacher, the teacher's psychological relaxation, observing the students at any time, dredging the train of thought at any time, and helping life at any time and anywhere.

The density of classrooms is much larger than before, and a class may study for more than a month. Sometimes in the summary class, you will summarize a unit or a book. This kind of summing-up class requires you to prepare lessons carefully, speak bit by bit, and screen bit by bit. It is also necessary to assign homework and analyze specific problems, so that homework has obvious intentions, or sort out knowledge points, or master the internal meaning of knowledge. In short, the content of the class should be very concentrated and concise, and try to avoid doing useless work.

Teachers are also desperately cooperating with the school, doing a lot of test papers obtained through various information, constantly doing questions, analyzing, screening, deleting, screening, splicing and combining, and then getting simulated test papers, and then inspecting students.

Chinese is written once a week and simulated once a week. It seems that the topic of colleagues in the preparation group is examination questions every day. Sometimes doing problems is very confusing; Reading compositions and famous articles are all ill sentences, which are irrelevant; When I look at the paper, I see the sadness of the paper, the sadness of this module and the sadness of that module. Everyone is not sincere about self-decompression: nothing, nothing serious ... in fact, everyone is on the big stage.

Yes! On the way forward, there is only progress, not retreat. I didn't turn the arrow before opening the bow. Candidates, teachers, parents and schools are all tied on a rope, and everyone is making their own efforts for the final result.

Yes! This stage contains too many people's hopes and dreams, as well as too much struggle and enterprising.

Go, I hope all my dreams can go on the road!

One summer, the sun was as hot as fire, licking the earth. Everything in the world hangs its head and says nothing, except the tireless cicada in the tree playing a lullaby.

I was locked in an air-conditioned room, lazily lying on the windowsill looking at everything in the community, and somehow I felt grateful.

"Woof, woof ..." A barking dog interrupted my thoughts. I looked back from a distance and lowered my head to search for the source of the sound.

Ah, it's a little white dog! Dirty, if there were not a few white hairs on my back, I would have thought it was gray. Pink small tongue stuck out her mouth, gasped violently, shook her little tail and stumbled into the shadows. Looks like a poor bastard abandoned by his master! I shook my head, this phenomenon has long been normal in the community.

I hesitated to give the little guy some water to drink, but I subconsciously looked at the sunshine outside, and the idea suddenly came back to my mind. I continued to lie on the windowsill and watch.

At this time, a touch of red jumped into my eyes, dazzling. I rubbed my eyes, only to see that a touch of red stopped in front of the little white dog. Oh, it's an umbrella. A little girl is squatting in front of it with an umbrella. I watched with interest, and the red umbrella covered the girl's expression. She reached out her white hand, slapped the puppy on the head a few times, and then stood up and walked away.

I curled my lips and continued to observe the little guy for a few minutes. I was about to leave when I was caught by a man who rushed over.

It can't be wrong. It's the girl who just played an umbrella. She squatted in front of the little white dog again, but this time she didn't open an umbrella and the whole person was exposed to the sun. Long skirt squatting on the ground, I seem to see the sweat on her forehead.

However, she took out mineral water and spilled it all over the floor, patiently stroking its loose but not very clean hair, and didn't care about the hot sunshine at all.

I paused, and then I smiled, praising the girl and laughing at myself. Looking at the girl's smile in the sun, I always feel that everything has lost its luster, including the annoying sunshine.

That photo will be fixed in my heart forever, emitting a pure fragrance. Perhaps this comes from the love in the girl's heart.

Silent crying, crazy roar, crazy heart, crazy me … pressure is like a volcano, a sleeping volcano. It has been suppressing, suppressing, suppressing the boiling magma. ...

The confusion in my mind and the emotions coming from mountains and rivers, like a large black cloud, covered my heart. Then, it kept raining, thundering and windy, forming a storm. However, I can't let the storm stop.

My nerves are very nervous every day. When I wake up, I only feel a strong sense of oppression attacking my brain. Then, I had to try my best to suppress it and not let it invade my brain.

Daily self-repression, tears in my eyes. But my nervous system warned me to swallow it back ... I wanted to express my depression, but my reason told me how serious the consequences of venting were. Then, I have to continue to suppress, and then suppress.

Every day, mental torture, troubles always envy exams, always envy carefree ... in the face of other people's comments, it seems to be my fault. I can only worry about what I should do and think all the time. However, this is an endless worry. ...

Until one day, the sleeping volcano finally erupted. My brains are broken one by one; I screamed silently, shouted … cried and sobbed feebly … until I really felt powerless to fall down. At that moment, I was crazy. I was driven crazy by stress, emotion, depression and worry ... I looked at the mirror with tears and smiles, took a gun in my hand, shot at my temple, and then fell down. ...

Autumn is sad in most people's eyes "Wei Zi Zhu Jinhua is incomplete, but the sunset is dry." Throughout the ages, how many literati are describing her desolation and loneliness? "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring." When it comes to autumn, a beautiful picture immediately comes to my mind, and my nose is full of autumn fragrance.

In the street, the first thing you see is which dead leaves are trembling slightly on the branches. When a gust of wind blows, they fall in droves, sometimes rolling and turning slightly like petals. Sometimes like a butterfly, flapping its wings and hovering on the ground. "Blue sky, yellow leaves" is this scene. Walking on the road, autumn will bring you a breeze or two from time to time. This wind will not feel cold on your face, but cool and comfortable, so that your original burnout will disappear completely. Smell hard, and you will find that there is a faint smell of dead leaves in the wind, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Walking into the field is another picture. You are surrounded by the endless fields. Looking around, I saw large tracts of golden yellow. Look carefully, the rice driven by the farmer's uncle is shaking when cutting rice. Listen, the farmer's uncle who is working is singing a cheerful harvest song, interwoven with the rustling of rice, and playing a wonderful "ode to joy" in the field. The best part is the strong wind. The wind brought some fragrant rice, and the air was filled with the smell of sunshine. Pieces of rice seem to be bullied by the waves, which is spectacular.

Autumn by the river is more exciting. Fish play in the water, chasing and jumping out of the water from time to time. At the beginning of the month, there were one or two drops of crystal water on the water. These water droplets become crystal clear under the sunlight, just like crystal, emitting endless light. A gust of wind blew and the water droplets quickly fell into the river. The reflection of weeping willows on the river bank became blurred in the water, and ripples appeared on the river. What I suddenly smelled was the freshness of water and the smell of earth.

Autumn is so colorful and charming. The fragrance of autumn is the best symbol of autumn. As long as you smell the fragrance of autumn, you can be sure that the footsteps of autumn are near.