High school composition 1500 words: my days in hong kong

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Word count: 1500 word composition

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This composition is about 1500 words in Grade Three. The title is My Days in Hong Kong. Welcome to contribute enthusiastically. May breeze, wandering in the street: thinking before the downpour. Looking back on my new life in the past two years, I suddenly got excited, just like in a dream. ...

When I was still sleeping in the cradle of my grandmother in the country, I didn't know how I would run in the future; When I was listening to a story under the banyan tree on a summer night, I didn't know I would be the protagonist of a story; When I entered the town blankly and looked around, I thought it was the whole world; When I was sitting in the school quietly taking notes, I also imagined that the society was as calm and harmonious as a boat in the classroom; When I received a certificate and looked at my parents' happy smiling faces, I thought this was the meaning of life; When my friends and I were sitting on the grass in the moonlight and looking forward to the future, I never thought that fate would bring me to Hong Kong, a place where I don't know how it would change my life!

Leaving the warm embrace of my hometown where I was born and raised, I forgot how to sleep peacefully and how to keep my beautiful dream going. Lying in a small bed, cursing this unhappy foreign land, tears penetrated into the bottom of my throat drop by drop, and I was bitter. This is my feeling, and it is also the feeling of thousands of new immigrants from Qian Qian when they first arrived in Hong Kong. Maybe time should teach me to forget all this; But memories, like a withered petal, still attract my attention when they fall on a desolate land-because the background is not as beautiful as it is anyway. In my life, there will be no other fragment that gives me more than it! As long as you are willing to do it, success is in sight.

Speaking of shame, stupidity and fear of things are my weaknesses since I was a child, so I am not only often bullied, but also have no confidence in myself. I am indecisive and unwilling to do things, so I am rejected by others and have few friends. I realize that it takes hard work and proof to change other people's views; So I sweated in the garden of study and vowed to prove that I am not more stupid than others with rich fruits. With the encouragement and help of my friends, I finally made some progress. Just before I came to Hong Kong, I improved my worst English score by 20 points. I left before the results were announced; When I was sitting alone and lost at the North Point Pier, when I learned the news from a friend's letter, the dark sea in front of me became cheerful, surging and sending away the broken sunset glow, flashing endlessly ... However, when I decided to transfer to Hong Kong, I was almost discouraged: I had just made some achievements in my study in the Mainland, and now I have to start all over again! Everything is difficult at the beginning. I just feel hard and at a loss. In desperation, I didn't know anything about education in Hong Kong, so I signed up for the exam. Admitted, buy books and school uniforms; When school starts, sitting in the classroom with buzzing air conditioning, I'm still not sure how much I weigh. As a result, I studied hard in both Chinese and English, and with hard-won achievements, I finally realized what the gap was between my level and the teaching requirements in Hong Kong. After making a proper evaluation of myself, I spend more time on learning methods, thus improving efficiency, and at the same time understand that as long as I am willing to do it, everything has hope of success.

Facts have proved that sweat will never flow in vain-especially in a realistic place like Hong Kong. I found self-confidence, and in the days to come, it became my endless motivation, pushing me to try, innovate and fly like a petrel in a storm! Use your brain to protect yourself when you are in trouble.

However, in the face of colorful Hong Kong people, I am not confident enough to make friends. I remember on the first day of school, I met a beautiful female student on the way. My big eyes explained to me that I didn't have enough money to buy a subway ticket and I was going to be late again. I gave her some coins without thinking. I didn't have much money, but I was full of hope. The next day, I saw her standing there, smiling and stuffing some coins into my hand as she promised-but she didn't. When I saw her wearing another school uniform on another road a few days later, she bowed her head and walked away quickly.

It's no use exposing her, because it's really, really hard to rekindle her hope. I know she can't represent all Hong Kong people, although it's really hard to find simple people in Hong Kong. Fortunately, at school, students are always much simpler, and I can learn from scratch and know people with my eyes. Maybe I should thank that girl. She made me spend a few dollars and got a profound lesson. From then on, I woke up: This is Hong Kong, not my hometown! It taught me to be cautious step by step, use my head more when things happen, learn to protect myself and not trust people easily. On the contrary, I benefited from it. After a long time, I gradually found that people here are very easy to get along with, and some of them are very cute!

In Hong Kong, a social university, we are just babbling children. Or compare yourself to a stone. What you sculpt depends on your own composition and the number of joints in the undercurrent and huge waves of society. This is the inspiration I got these days.

When I first arrived in Hong Kong, I saw highly modern architecture, transportation, production and life. However, hearing inhuman crimes, seeing ugly books and newspapers on newsstands, and understanding the indifference between neighbors, I shuddered at this metropolis and thought I could not find spiritual sustenance. Until the first Christmas, when I was bored at home, I was shocked by that scene: I saw a tram coming from a distance in the thick night, like a floating reddish cloud. There are many people in red robes standing on the upper floor of the carriage. Everyone is holding candles, holding bibles and singing carols in unison. They look so pious and comfortable. There is no soundtrack, but the song is solemn and beautiful, and the world is silent. I was deeply moved.

"This is beauty!" I condemn myself. The world is full of nobility and purity. Why don't you look for it and explore it? This is the song of Christmas Eve, which makes me realize that not every moment in a hundred years of life is full of colorful colors, and complaining will only make me depressed; Learn to get the interest of life with your heart in loneliness and peace, and you can live a full and meaningful life. In Hong Kong, I am no longer hesitant and empty. Return to the lyrics to express your heart?

Every wandering before has made me stronger. Those days were turning points in my life; Hong Kong has become my second hometown. On the day of reunification, I wrote her a sentence: I remember when I said goodbye a hundred years ago, my mother wiped away tears of shame and my son clenched his fist of hatred. How can the pain of parting forget each other? Looking forward to returning, two hearts are concerned. Finally, it is difficult to arrange a dream. I want to tell my sadness and show my joy. Why not pour wine with tears in your eyes and overlook the Xiangjiang River, and the red sun will hang!

Although it is a poor book, it shows that my feelings for this strange place are growing day by day. In the vast land of the motherland, where is not my home?

When the hand of fate uprooted me from the soil of my hometown and let my tepid body drift here, I once resented his ruthlessness. I cried and shouted. But I didn't wither. I planted seedlings again on this fertile soil full of impurities, and the roots deepened. ...