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初一年级下册英语作文范文一：
My story
We will grow up after all.Grown up, sensible, worry too much.Would you like to listen to my story?
"Growing up is not good, as well as a child you."His parents often unrighteousness commends, home.In the face of these words, I always speechless.Yes, I am not as obedient clever as when I was a child, no longer like before, as long as the parents' words, I will try my best to do, now of I, no longer to do things you don't like.Because of his own ideas?Have your own idea?If so, then I the idea of "self" doesn't seem to be lovable.Have their own thoughts, however, is wrong?Don't want to, I don't want to be a robot, a bit more don't want to force yourself to do something you don't like.
"You are not a little tension?"Other parents and home.I know what is this age, you don't work hard you will only become a laughing stock.Reality is cruel, competitiveness is very big, I know what is the pressure.It would be like a mountain hard pressure, in my heart is very heavy.I don't know at the time of the night silent people lonely cry how many times, and cried while reading, head is about to explode, but I still have to bite a tooth finish today's task.I have tried, but by this sentence.Oh, the tension.Heart special injustice, then simply indulgence, stopped to let your accomplishments to fall, still can smile doesn't matter.Is this rebellion?I don't know, if it is, the rebellious seems less lovable.
"Said a top ten sentences, temper so big."Parents angry words, a classic in the home.Don't know if it because of the pressure or a variety of reasons, my temper is becoming more and more bad temper becomes dry, moody.Might even be happy on a second, next second is angry.I still remember my old character, very gentle.Explosion is now dry, a lot of times, each time I angry, I don't know why want to angry.But really a lot, is I make a mountain out of a molehill, a lot of things didn't need to buy gas, and even was a joke, I can be angry.Even sometimes I feel brain cramps, menopause.I want to change, but don't know why the helpless.
This is my trouble, my story.I want to solve them, can you help me?
初一年级下册英语作文范文二：
The true meaning of happiness
The rain shan leaves be, dust fall on the past;The cloud covered the autumn wild goose, and cover the ten years of moonlight.I opened the window, full hand memories do ring sasha vujacic, pillow Dian cool, residual sway candle, people disappointed...
The path out of the window, the moonlight, will light up.The autumn wind blowing ling gradually, while the viewer into KuangSi: human life much ado, graft has clouded the world.Idle away one's, we begin to slowly found in the process of route to fame and money, we left the human is the most simple happiness.Everyone with a mask of hypocrisy to live in this world, there is smile on her face, the heart has long been riddled with holes.Money and honor in the hearts of people spread slowly, eyes flashed scenes, unable to answer, what is real happiness?And who can know?
Rapid brain thinking makes me a little fidgety, alone took to the streets, bustling and I formed a gap of the street.Sitting alone no one corner, may look back found behind is a pair of mother and daughter, dressed in a worn clothes.Mother looks has experienced the vicissitudes of life, filar silk hair can also obvious in the dark.The girl is a face of innocence, hands clutching a cheap ice cream.While she was extremely excited.It's not hard to find, they are a pair of rubbish.In talking to them I learned: today is the little girl's birthday, mother with a rubbish money in return for a small ice cream.Look at the little girl is excited, bouts of sadness flooded my heart.But at this point, the mother frowning brows loosed.
Look at the back of mother and daughter away gradually lost in the crowd, my heart a quiver, a strange feeling running in my mind.Wandering alone in the empty deep, suddenly see the depths of the alley, a brightly all night, laugh, and people tell me,
The true meaning of metamorphoses between, I felt happy.Happiness, like air, actually we never touch, but it has been over everybody nearby.We don't feel happy because we live is not simple;Full of honor with all their money bring us illusory illusion and fleeting "happiness", but this happiness is not real.In fact, we don't have to go to deliberately pursue what, what should not to ask for life, do not have to go to shape the image for the sake of what.Simple life, itself is a kind of happiness.
Don't have to be too pessimistic, notice.When god closes a door for us and will open a window for us.We missed back less than once upon a time, but as long as optimistic, perhaps we meet next is better than losing.Losing is often just allow us to get more.
When we missed the flowers, what need to be sad, we will harvest the fruit;When miss the sun, don't depressed, perhaps next second can see the sky bright stars...Pursuit and abandon it is normal for an attitude, is seeking something, should be give up, it is helpless, but a great wisdom.With optimistic face life, in the end will find happiness in fact have been, never left us.
Each and every one heart there is always a cloudy sky, but please believe, the dark clouds above there will be seven colors;Don't go through a cold how would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears of sweet...Survival in positive form, often can accomplish a surprised hon life, perhaps this is the true meaning of happiness.
初一年级下册英语作文范文三：
I should be remembered
Garcia marquez once wrote in the one hundred years of solitude: "memory is a no return road, past all spring can't recover."But I have memories, but not necessarily want to go back to the past.I think I have the memory that I remember.Early in the morning, with the inclusion of smoke in the air, like the light, like a sword to through the smoke.Under the reflection of glass caught my eye.It is like mother's hand gently, I opened my eyes.Get up with the jiao qi, I can see the parts of the world.Gently opened the curtains and the sunlight as radiant light instant light up my world.I was conceived in the radiant light of the world, any dance, arbitrary intoxicated.This time I can see the world, I can see the birds in the bushes to play, I can see the clear stream in a hurry flow to go forward, I can see there are many, many.These things under the sun yi yi is unripe brightness, but the memory is so clear.So I want to, I should remember is that the warmth of sunshine.I always like in the autumn night blowing cool wind alone, I always like to use the footsteps of light through the noisy bazaars, yellow flowers bloom in the beaten path, occasionally a look blue sky, where is hoping to find used to belong to his share of the peace.But the blue sky is so strange.But I believe in busy streets will be found in the penetrative pedestrians that a quiet in the hustle and bustle.This is probably what I desire and expected once memories.So I want to, I should remember is that a quiet in the hustle and bustle.Time always slowly flow, and memory is always over time and become more and more weak, but I should be remembered, and I have will be deeply engraved on my mind, never die...