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As a student ，I don’t have any great event to talk about ，but here I want to share my experience of preparing for the high school entrance examination.
During the first three years of junior school ，we were very happy and free we often heard that Grade 4 would be a hell。 After the final exam of Grade 3 in June， everything blew onto our faces : teachers’ changing ， harder and harder texts ， terrible pressure and of course the graduate exam 。Where your position was on the listboard became the most important thing in our had to study hard day and night ，always from 6:00 a。m。 to 1:00 or 2:00 a。m。 the next day.
But I must say that it’s really an unforgettable memory in my life。 Under the pressure we lived our life to the fullest， and enjoyed the true interesting things that we may have never cared before. Grade 4 in junior school was a turning point in my life。 My attitude to learning， my world outlook and my philosophy of life all changed。 I turned to be positive and strong. I also gained many people’s true & pure friendship， both teachers ’ and classmates’. In some way， I like that kind of life， as it taught me many things I’d never learned before.
Teachers also helped me a lot. I still can’t forget that my history teacher talked to me until 10:00 p.m. on April 30th， 20xx， for my application. My head teacher also encouraged me， so did my Chinese teacher. I should say， all my teachers worked very hard and always neglected their sleep and meals。 Even if some of them were about 50 and often fell ill， they never left us one day .
The last and greatest challenge was of course the final exam， also my high school entrance exam。 I felt very well and comfortable except my chemistryphysics exams. The result proved that I couldn’t have done worse in them. But in total， my mark is O。K。 So then I became a student in the best high school of Hubei Province.
We， teachers and students， got together in East Lake Hotel on June 4th， 20xx。 At the moment of saying goodbye， I felt that my time of junior had gone ，and my senior time was coming .
Today， I looked at my graduate photos again ，and ，I smiled .
He once hesitated ，struggled， feared and doubted， like an ordinary man would do。 But he just "stays at the door of fate"， as the name of his newly-written book says， and waits till the door opens instead of leaving during the half way. Then there comes a wholly new world where the beautiful dream lies.
How can we forget the lesson Mr Zhang gave us last month?
Mr Zhang was the only teacher who worked over-aged in our should have retired from teaching last he didn't want to leave his platform,his all students,and stay till last the morning of April 22,Wednesday,he stood at the gate of the classroom as bell rang and Mr Zhang appeared on the to our surprise,he was wearing the coat he wore for the first class a few years ago.“Boys and girls,I am sorry this is the last lesson I give you...”He wispered,tears came to his ing such words,all of us were shocked.“Why? Mr did you say that?”It turned out that Mr Zhang had suffered lung knew about that long ago but he didn't tell us because he didn't want us to worry about now the disease had got worse and he had to receive didn't and couldn't believe!
In the class,Mr Zhang encourged us to study diligently and be good perons in the future.
This was my unforgettable lesson.I'll keep it in mind forever.
I’m a girl at the age of twelve and ingrade six. As our grade six students have to attend the secondary schoolentrance exam a year later, we have to go to school to take part in the self-studyat night. Considering the distance of my home to school, my father decided toteach me ride bikes.
我是一个十二岁的六年级女孩。因为我们六年级的学生要参加一年之后的中考，所以我们要去学校参加晚自习。考虑到我家到学校的距离，我爸爸决定教我骑自行车。
It was a Saturday morning. My father toldthe key point to ride a bike at first. It was be brave and look forward insteadof looking the wheels. My father held me and the bike firmly and then I rideit. Though I was afraid, I feel safe with my father around me. A few hourslater, I can ride it without my father’s help. I was so happy, but my fatherwas covered with sweat. I never fell off the bike with his protection. Watchingmy sweating father, I can feel his love for me.
那是一个星期六的早晨。我爸爸首先先跟我讲解了骑自行车的要点。那就是勇敢，向前看，而不是看着车轮。我父爸爸把我和自行车都紧紧的抓住后我就开始骑了。我虽然害怕，但是有爸爸在我感到很安全。几个小时后，我可以不用我爸爸的帮助就可以骑它了。我很高兴，但是我爸爸满头大汗。由于爸爸的`保护学自行车的过程我从来没有摔倒过。看着满头大汗的爸爸，我感觉到了父爱。
Learning to ride a bike is such a memerablething that I’ m only master it but also understand the love of my father.
学骑自行车是一件难忘的事，这不仅仅是因为我学会了而且还是因为我理解了父爱。
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