When July comes, it is the hottest time of the whole summer. Many of my friends have chosen to travel to the cool place, so as to avoid the stuffy air.
As for me, I don’t like to travel in this hot weather. I just want to stay indoors and enjoy the quiet moment. I like to sit near the window, watching outside scenery. Sometimes I will read some books, enjoy the novel and make myself lost in the fiction world. The things I like to do most is to find a coffee shop and then choose a table that is near the window, so that I can see all the situation. I will bring my computer and then play the computer for the whole afternoon.
It is what I like to do in the summer. I enjoy it.
According to my memory, my high school life was full of happiness and fortune because of my lovely friend and teacher. They are sunshine in my high school life.
I met my best friend in senior one. She is a girl with long legs, white skin, and small face. What makes me a deep impression is her wide shoulder, wider than other girls who have the same height as her. She was kind, treating me just like I was her sister. I didn’t live in school dormitory, but she did. So, I slept with her at noon. Sometimes we argued, but we both checked our mistakes and recovered our relationship soon. When we were senior two, I moved in school dormitory, I didn’t feel comfortable in there very fast. She took care of me and made me feel warm. In my opinion, she is more than a friend, like a family.
As for my teachers, my chemistry teacher is my favorite teacher. She is a woman with sweet smile, not so tall, but she built a tall imagination in my heart. I used to chat with her result from my failure in the exam. She is a divorced woman; however, she was steel, living a happy life with her daughter. I appreciate people with a strong heart, maybe the reason is that I want to be the kind of person who is always optimistic and can’t be defeated easily. She expresses that.
The high school memory is a valuable memory in my life. It’s my fortune to meet them, my sunshine.
ast week our music teacher taught us a song, named Indebted Heart. Through it I know that we should live with a thankful heart. At that time, I think of my parents. I think they are the first people I should thank. It’s them who give me life. It’s them who give me home. It’s them who bring me up.
It’s them who look after me. It’s them who teach me knowledge and live happily. I should thank my parents giving me so much. Maybe I should think how to pay back the love my parents give me. But now I think the best way to be appreciated of my parents is to study well and then being a useful person to the society when I grow up.
Now, the new semester has begun for more than one week. I gradually adapt to my new life in senior school. In senior school, my biggest feeling is busy, for I have classes all the day and teachers leave us a lot of homework. In the morning, I have two periods for morning reading, Chinese and English, beginning from 7:00. After that, I have four periods in the morning and four other in the afternoon. There are many more subjects than in middle school, Chinese, math, English, physics, chemistry, history and so on. Sometimes, I am afraid of seeing so many textbooks in my desk.
In addition, the contents are much more difficult than before. Math and physics are the most difficult ones for me. No matter how hard I work, I still can’t do well in them, which makes me frustrated. Therefore, in the new beginning, I must change my learning strategies to make my work more effective. All in all, my new life in new school is good and rich, though it’s busy.
Its snowing very hard, The sky is dark and gloomy. The ground is covered with white snow. A cold wind is blowing from the north. How cold it is! Mr. Jenkins is walking in the snow. He is wearing a very thick coat. His two hands are both in the pockets. But he isnt wearing a hat on his head. He feels a little cold walking in the snow. Now, he is missing his warm house.
It was Sunday afternoon. Li Ming and I were walking to the park. Suddenly we saw a boy fall off his bike. We both hurried to him. Since one of his legs was hurt badly, the boy couldnt stand up. He began to cry and we tried to comfort him. We put him on the bike and took him to hospital. The boy got treated at once. I telephoned his parents and told them about the whole story. They thanked us again and again. It was dark then and we said goodbye to them. We felt happy though we couldnt get to the park.