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熬夜的作文熬夜的作文（精选29篇）在生活、工作和学习中，大家或多或少都会接触过作文吧，写作文是培养人们的观察力、联想力、想象力、思考力和记忆力的重要手段。

相信写作文是一个让许多人都头痛的问题，以下是小编为大家收集的熬夜的作文（精选29篇），希望对大家有所帮助。

熬夜的作文篇1“迪迪，这么晚了怎么还不关灯，是不是又在看课外书，又等着生病呢是不是！”一阵怒吼在屋子里回荡，不用猜，又是老妈的河东狮吼功发威了。

自从上了六年级，我的时间就像成了压缩饼干，一分一秒都不能浪费，整个人都紧张了起来。

本来学校的作业并不多，可是，因为课外班的缘故，每天都要很晚才能睡觉，就因为这个，我平常看课外书的时间就没有了。

没办法，禁不住课外书的魅力，只能背着妈妈偷偷地看，没想到竟然还是被妈妈发现了！没办法，只好听从妈妈的安排，去大屋睡觉了。

不过，我还是在抱去的被子里又偷偷的放上了课外书，还想偷偷瞄上两眼。

来到大屋里，发现妈妈还在专心致志的看电脑，对对联。

我趁此机会，偷偷的看起了课外书。

哪成想，我刚在书海中遨游了没二十分钟，伴随着妈妈的一声怒吼，我又从书海中应拉了回来，一抬头，发现面前突然做了一张苍白的脸。

我被吓得大叫：“鬼啊！”忽然，从那位长着鬼脸的人身上发出妈妈的说话声：“叫什么叫，大半夜的，还让不让人睡觉了？”我再定睛一看，原来是妈妈贴着面膜，被我误以为是鬼了。

“老妈，大半夜的，你贴着面膜准备装鬼吓人呢！”我埋怨道。

可是，没想到我的一句话让老妈暴风雨似的训话：“你也不看看几点了，还在这儿看课外书，信不信我给你撕了……”我一看电脑屏幕，原来已经十一点多了，为了不招来老妈更多的训斥，我赶紧灰溜溜地上床睡觉，不过，我们的熬夜进行曲还在演奏着……自评：这是我的一段课堂小练笔，描写的为了看课外书，和妈妈斗智斗勇最终失败的一个片段，还请大家多多支持哦！谢谢！熬夜的作文篇2窗外，桂花树上的花儿被昨晚突来的雨打落，满地都是星星点点的黄色小花。

第一次熬夜作文14篇

第一次熬夜作文第一次熬夜作文14篇在平时的学习、工作或生活中，大家都跟作文打过交道吧，写作文可以锻炼我们的独处习惯，让自己的心静下来，思考自己未来的方向。

为了让您在写作文时更加简单方便，下面是小编为大家收集的第一次熬夜作文，欢迎阅读，希望大家能够喜欢。

第一次熬夜作文1每个人都有许多的第一次，比如第一次做饭，第一次洗衣服，第一次自己穿衣服等等。

下面我介绍我第一次熬夜的经历吧！我第一次熬夜是发生在我读初三的时候，那时候由于临近中考，周末放假的时候，老师发了许多卷子给我们。

周六的早上，我早早的就起了床，吃饭早饭后，我原本想认认真真的做作业，但我的好朋友们想让我跟他们一起到镇上去玩，我本想拒绝他们，但又说不出口，于是，我跟他们在镇里玩了一个上午。

下午，我开始做作业，可是还没写几个字，我的睡意就来了，我本来的时候已经到三点半，我洗了个脸，坐到了书桌旁，又开始做作业，一会儿，语文作文就做完了，我心想这作业应该很快能写完吧，可是，当我再次打开书包时，我取消了这种想法，因为书包内还有五六张数学卷子和三四张英语卷子，我心里：这么多的作业我什么时候才能做完，心动不如行动，我拿起卷子就开始做，做了两张卷子后，我肚子开始饿了，于是，我要妈妈开始准备晚饭，一会儿，晚饭好了初中，吃完晚饭后，我马上回到书桌上开始做席卷，到十点钟的时候，我只有一张席卷没有做完了，心里放松了许多，当我把最后一张卷子拿出来的时候，我发现外面已经变得十分安静了，我暗想希望自己的努力在六月十六号能换来收获，我看着这试卷，有一处恐惧感产生了，因为它是黄纲的数学卷子，但我并没有退缩，做了几个选择题，感觉还不错，做了二十多分钟后，我被一个选择题难住了，我想先放它一马，一会儿，再来解决它，做到最后一题时，我停下了笔，因为这题我根本不知道从何下手，我暗暗地给自己加油，我对自己说：“我能行。

”过了一会儿，我终于想到了这道题的解法，一会儿，把这题完成了，并且，还把那道选择题也干掉了，我感到很开心。

妈妈为我熬梨水作文初三600字

妈妈为我熬梨水作文初三600字《妈妈为我熬梨水》作文一我最爱的就是妈妈熬的梨水啦！有一次，我感冒了，嗓子又疼又痒，还不停地咳嗽。

妈妈看着我难受的样子，心疼极了。

她立刻决定给我熬梨水。

妈妈先把梨洗得干干净净的，然后用刀把梨切成小块。

接着，妈妈把梨块放进锅里，加上水，再放几块冰糖。

开火之后，妈妈就一直守在锅边，等着梨水熬好。

妈妈熬的梨水真好喝，因为这里面满满的都是妈妈对我的爱。

作文二我的妈妈可会熬梨水啦！有一回，天气特别干燥，我觉得嘴巴干干的，喉咙也不舒服。

妈妈知道后，二话不说就去厨房给我熬梨水。

我跟在妈妈身后，看着她忙前忙后。

妈妈先挑了一个大大的梨，那梨黄澄澄的，看起来就很好吃。

妈妈把梨削皮，切成小块儿，每一块都切得差不多大。

然后，妈妈把梨块放进锅里，倒了好多水，又放了一些冰糖。

梨水在锅里煮着，咕嘟咕嘟地响，那声音就像在唱歌。

不一会儿，梨水的香味就飘满了整个屋子。

妈妈给我盛了一碗，我一口气就喝完了，甜甜的梨水一直甜到了我的心里。

我觉得妈妈熬的梨水是世界上最好喝的东西！《妈妈为我熬梨水》作文一我妈妈经常给我熬梨水，那味道，别提有多棒啦！记得有一次，我放学回家，感觉特别累，还一直咳嗽。

妈妈一摸我的额头，说：“哎呀，有点烫，可能是上火了。

”说完，妈妈就钻进厨房给我熬梨水。

我坐在沙发上，等着妈妈的梨水。

不一会儿，我就闻到了一股甜甜的味道。

妈妈端着一碗热气腾腾的梨水走了过来，说：“快喝了，喝完就会好起来。

”我接过碗，大口大口地喝着，甜甜的梨水顺着我的喉咙流下去，感觉舒服极了。

妈妈看着我喝完，脸上露出了笑容。

我知道，这梨水里有妈妈对我的关心和爱。

作文二妈妈熬的梨水是我的最爱哟！有一天，我在外面玩得满头大汗，回到家就觉得口干舌燥。

我对妈妈说：“妈妈，我好渴。

”妈妈马上说：“宝贝，妈妈给你熬梨水喝。

”妈妈走进厨房，开始忙活起来。

她仔细地把梨洗干净，然后切成小块，放进锅里，加上水和冰糖。

不一会儿，锅里就飘出了好闻的味道。

第一次熬夜作文【10篇】

第一次熬夜作文【10篇】次熬夜作文篇一“孩子，怎么还不去睡觉。

”看见我坐在电视旁，眼神聚精会神地望着电视里的人物，妈妈说道。

妈妈说完后，我睡了。

她一走，我连忙爬了起来，开了门，跑向了网吧，开始了我的第一次熬夜……到了六点钟，我回了家睡了一会儿就被妈妈叫醒了。

吃早饭的时候，口里有些血水，吃任何饭与菜都没有胃口，吃了一会儿就走开了，在那天，因为没有食欲，自身的肚子也在不停地抗议，似乎是在诉说我的无知，是的，我是无知，那天中午，我上网查了一下熬夜的后果，不看不知道，一看吓一跳，原来，熬夜会导致生物钟紊乱，使自身的新陈代谢不正常，甚至，严重会抽搐而死……我说呢，难怪有人在网吧的时候会猝死。

知道这些事情后，我再也没有熬过夜了，这第熬夜也变成了我的最后一次熬夜。

但，并不是人人像我一样能及时克制自身，有的人因迷上网变成了一个个网虫。

他们麻木，迷茫。

因为在自身的现实生活中无法找到人生的乐趣，更快地实现自身的梦想。

因此迷上网络，为了寻所谓的“乐趣”以及“梦想为其筹措网费，偷家里的钱，甚至误入歧途，走上犯罪的道路，”脸色苍白，面黄肌瘦。

“成为了他们的代名词。

不过，也不是说上网是百害而无一利的。

它能使我闪获得海量的信息，不再为其东奔西跑，胡乱翻……只要我们恰当地利用好网络，就算你没有过目不忘的惊人记忆力，高达150的惊人智商……那你也可能变成一个有着渊博知识的学者。

让我们不再拘泥于一镇一市，而飞向广阔的天地……从现在开始，我们就应克制上网，不能节制地上网，让自身拥有一个健康的身体，进而拥有一个美好的明天，美好的未来。

你做了吗？次熬夜作文篇二呼！寒假来啦！这是我们班每个人都期盼的一件事。

因为寒假里，有一个中国最传统的节日——春节。

很多人都喜欢过春节，尤其是除夕夜，不但可以玩得疯狂，还可以得压岁钱。

我第一次熬夜就是发生在我9岁、四年级的一个寒假里。

这天，正是一年中最热闹、家里人都团圆的一天——春节。

这天也是我最开心的一天。

关于熬的作文写事

关于熬的作文写事
正文：
四川话里头有个词叫“熬”，意思就是慢慢熬，慢慢等，就像熬
粥一样，要小火慢炖，才能熬出滋味。

我今天要写的，就是关于“熬”的故事。

记得去年冬天，那叫一个冷啊，雪下得比往年都大，屋外头的树
都被压弯了腰。

我那时候还在上学，每天早晨起床，都得鼓起好大的
勇气，才能从温暖的被窝里爬出来。

那时候，我就对自己说：“熬一熬，春天就来了。

”
学校里头，老师天天都在讲“坚持就是胜利”，我那时候还不太
明白，但是看着窗外的雪，我慢慢就懂了。

熬过这个冬天，春天就会来，花就会开，世界就会变得不一样。

终于，春天来了，雪开始融化，太阳也暖和起来。

我看着窗外的
柳树慢慢抽出新芽，心里头那个高兴啊，就像喝了蜜一样甜。

熬过了
冬天，我终于等到了春天。

这个故事告诉我们，不管遇到啥子困难，只要我们有决心，有毅力，慢慢熬，总会熬出头的。

就像熬粥，火候到了，粥自然就香了。

人生也是这样，熬过了艰难，好日子就在前头等着我们。

所以，朋友们，不管遇到啥子困难，都不要慌，慢慢熬，熬过寒冬，就能迎来春暖花开。

记住了，熬，是一种智慧，也是一种生活的
态度。

我的初三生活作文600字_我的初三生活作文8篇

我的初三生活作文600字_我的初三生活作文8篇Word文档可编辑我的初三生活作文600字_我的初三生活作文8篇我的初三生活作文600字_我的初三生活作文8篇导语：初中生活就像一个“五味瓶”，五味俱全。

初中三年，我已尝到了那其中的酸甜苦辣。

然而我坚信：一分耕耘，就有一分收获。

只要我不停的努力学习，以真挚诚恳的态度待人，我们将一起走过酸甜苦辣的初中，共同走向美好的明天！文，欢迎大家参考！篇一：初三生活看到几个朋友，都写了自己的初三生活。

都挺有意思的，大家对初三的感觉都很相似：忙、累。

或者就是鬼鬼祟祟的“忙里偷闲”。

看来大家的初三生活可以总结为八个字：亦忙亦闲，不亦乐乎。

这学期期末考试还没到，初三下学期的书就开始学了。

老师紧赶慢赶的，终于把进度拉到和其他学校持平。

我们可举双手反对，那日复一日的煎熬，只有自己知道。

还有那出练习册的，只出那些大家不容易算出来的题，真想天天往他家打骚扰电话！但是，事实证明，我们这些“异常”的反抗，绝对是没用的。

初三啊，谁还有心情去想学习以外的事情？不过本人，或者是所有初三同僚最苦恼的一件事就是：中考政治闭卷！当时，听一个小学同学说这件事的时候，我还当个没事人一样，还带有批评意味的口吻说道：“你们班同学的话你也相信？”后来，经过班主任和政治老师的证明和证实：这是真的！我当时连把自己拖出去斩了的心都有。

一想考场上答不出政治题的样子，就为自己叫苦连天。

有时在校园里碰到政治老师，老师就会冒出一句：“该要背的都会背了吧。

”心里当时只有一个字：寒。

每天晚上在光亮的台灯下，唰唰地奋战到十一二点。

大家都和周公去约会了，我们才呵欠连天的钻进冰凉的被窝。

一想这还要坚持半年，我也只留下个无奈的摇头。

发现，这个单词，你在英语课本里见到过，或者是你能脱口翻译出来。

这一点小小的进步，你自己都应该看到，即使他人看不到，你依旧是要开心的。

还有解出了物理，或者化学里面的题，那时候，你应该有种自豪感。

用我们化学老师的话就是：“能解出一道有挑战的题，多伟大呀！”我眼里的初三就是这样，应该算不上忆苦思甜吧。

难忘的初中生活作文9篇

难忘的初中(chūzhōng)生活作文9篇难忘的初中(chūzhōng)生活作文9篇难忘的初中(chūzhōng)生活作文1时间如白驹过隙，一转眼初中生活就要结束了，回首这三年的点点滴滴，数不清在校园里留下了多少欢乐与痛楚，而现在心里有一些留恋，在过去的日子里我们一起努力过，失败过，一起为了我们班的荣誉加油，这个初中生活对于我来说很充实，我得到了很多，不仅仅是学习方面，更多的还是同学和老师的爱，谢谢同学们，也谢谢老师们，因为有你们的鼓励和支持(zhīchí)我收获了很多，谢谢你们、我在小学时，经常渴望上初中，因为我看到的初中生每天在校园里好开心，也很自由，我以为当一个初中生会很快乐，可当我真正上了初中才发现，没有我想象中的那么简单，因为初中要学习的科目越来越多，知识越来越复杂，而自己需要懂的也越来越多，不过这样对我来说也很好，因为只有这样才可以长大(chánɡ dà)，初中是一个长大的过程、记得我刚步入初中的时候，我一句话也不说，总是一个人坐着学习，也不与同学接触，可能我的性格就是这样，到后来渐渐的熟悉了这个环境，慢慢的敞开心扉，与同学们一起学习聊天玩耍真的很开心，也真的很难忘，三年的同学友谊，我们从刚入学的互不相识，现在是无所不谈，我们大家一起有福同享，有难同当，让我的友谊天长地久吧、每当我考试不理想的时候，我会恨自己很不争气，有的时候还会流泪，记得那一次，在学校我忍不住哭了，因为那次我的数学成绩是我这么大以来第一次不及格，我的同学们看到了我哭，都过来劝我不要哭了，我真的好感谢你们，还有班主任来时看到我哭了也过来劝我，下次努力，我好感动，我觉得我们班真的是太好了，让我感觉到很温暖、我的同学和老师对我很好，也很关心我，记得那一次我生病了，不能去学校了，有的同学都主动联系我，都来我家看我，问我怎么样了，都很关心我，还有老师非常关心我，还带着几位同学来我家看望我，我真的很感谢老师，谢谢老师对我这么好，其实在病床上我哭了，生病真的吓到我了，我父母怕我回来学习跟不上，差点要让我降级，我坚持要让班主任老师教我，坚持和同学们一起学习，学校也同意，所以我要和你们一起努力、我的初中生活真的很丰富，真的很让我感到难忘，初中生活让我感受到了温暖，幸福，现在我们都要长大了，初中生活就要结束了，所以，让我们一起努力，用我们最好的状态迈向高中，去实现我们的梦想吧！难忘的初中生活作文2春风依旧温暖，阳光依旧明媚，而我却已不再是那时的我，辞别了小学，辞别了童年，辞别了那还不成熟的我，我，迈入了中学的大门!初入中学的我，面对一个新环境，无疑是紧张，兴奋，且谨慎地。

关于熬夜的作文（通用8篇）

关于熬夜的作文关于熬夜的作文（通用8篇）在现实生活或工作学习中，许多人都有过写作文的经历，对作文都不陌生吧，作文是人们以书面形式表情达意的言语活动。

还是对作文一筹莫展吗？下面是小编精心整理的关于熬夜的作文（通用8篇），希望能够帮助到大家。

关于熬夜的作文1“又熬了一个夜晚了”我在无奈的感叹。

看着窗子透进清晨的阳光，我睁开睡不着的眼睛，望着那金色的朝霞带这蓝天的景色很美，如油画涂抹的色彩，眼睛欣赏的一切景物，我知那不属于我的，不知为什么有点淡淡的忧伤，看着那透过木棉树透过来的不刺眼的阳光，我知他在催醒我，我无法拒绝他只好走出门，走到阳台。

走到房子后面的阳台，发觉原来月亮还在挂在上面，被阳光照亮的天空并没被金色占据蓝蓝的天空。

白白的满月。

如两种色彩的画。

单调而美丽。

小孩子的涂鸦，带这稚气而无法挑剔他，没有别的色彩，但我觉的这样的色彩一定不是属于我，我要多姿多彩的色彩，并不满足单调的，我喜欢这样的颜色，但他不适合我的人生。

我看着后面的高楼与建筑物。

不知为什么，很想哭，感叹时间的流逝。

仿佛风在吹动我的思维，它向我倾诉这些旧楼的风雨，感叹人性的变化，吹出那些旧一代的味道：咸咸的味道，豪爽的笑声，满载而归的口哨声。

我看着摇动的树枝，鸟儿的叫声不知为什么这么清晰，少了街道的引擎声多了一分夜晚的安静，我不能挥动手中的笔，我不想为了画他，而错过他的每一刻的精彩，我只好挥动脑中的画笔，记下这美丽的时刻，好让他不要离去。

我看这逐渐变白的天空，明白了清晨已过去了，开始的是大家的一天，路上开始响起汽车的引擎声，人们去公园的身影，在加上去买菜的妇女，我也可以去睡了。

我只喜欢这清晨，不喜欢热闹的街道，而喜欢这独自享受的感觉。

关于熬夜的作文2由于这两天属于周末，因此在这个时候熬夜也没有什么影响，反正明天也没有什么事情，迟睡一会又有什么关系呢？我一直以为我已经属于熬夜的厉害人物了，虽然不能是前无古人，但是我估计后来者也不是很多，可是没有想到这两天时间内另外两个人出现了，这两人才是真正意义上的熬夜，我睡觉的时候他们还是在玩手机，而且我和他们睡觉的时间根本就不可以相比！我不得不说一句：“佩服！”等到第二天早上醒来的时候我就问他们是什么时候睡觉的，因为我在凌晨五点多的时候醒来了一次，可是我就发现还有人灯光亮着，因此我在这个时候就想问一问是什么情况，还有人熬夜吗？这个时候刘明就说话了，他说他还注意到了我醒来时候的情况，我还在这个时候喝水了！我就告诉他这个时候已经是凌晨五点了，他怎么还没有睡。

描写等待成绩时煎熬的作文

描写等待成绩时煎熬的作文英文回答：Waiting for exam results can be an agonizing experience. The days leading up to the announcement of grades arefilled with anxiety and anticipation. It feels like time slows down, and every passing minute feels like an eternity.During this waiting period, I find myself constantly checking my email and school portal for any updates. I refresh the page multiple times a day, hoping to see the long-awaited results. The suspense builds up, and it becomes difficult to focus on anything else. My mind is consumed with thoughts of what my grades might be and how they will impact my future.The wait is especially nerve-wracking because it is a reflection of my hard work and dedication throughout the semester. I have put in countless hours studying,completing assignments, and preparing for exams. Theoutcome of my efforts is now in the hands of my teachers, and I have no control over it.As the days pass by, I try to distract myself by engaging in activities that I enjoy. I spend time with friends, watch movies, or read books. However, the thoughtof my impending results always lingers in the back of my mind. It is difficult to fully enjoy these activities whenI am constantly reminded of the outcome I am waiting for.Finally, the day arrives when the results are announced. The moment of truth is here. I feel a mix of excitement and fear as I open the email or log into the school portal. The seconds it takes for the page to load feel like an eternity. And then, there it is, my grades staring back at me.中文回答：等待考试成绩是一种煎熬的经历。

关于熬的作文800字（通用5篇）

关于熬的作文800字（通用5篇）在平平淡淡的日常中，大家都写过作文吧，作文根据体裁的不同可以分为记叙文、说明文、应用文、议论文。

相信许多人会觉得作文很难写吧，下面是小编为大家收集的关于熬的作文800字（通用5篇），仅供参考，希望能够帮助到大家。

熬作文800字1故时何来远？人生若只如初见，当初的情思层层析透，把玩指尖的鬓发，霎时萦绕一股亮丽的缠绵，整个人都会深深地沉下……不必说了无当初何来的爱，仅是心底的一抹花儿，催出千丝万缕，抵死缠绵……《发现》，闻友三撕肝裂肺，呼天抢地！臧克家先生分析地极妙：“一个热爱自己祖国的诗人，在海外受的侮辱越重，对祖国的怀念和希望也就越深切。

……但到希望变成事实的时候，他却坠入了一个可怕的深渊。

他所看到的和他所希望看到的恰恰相反。

他得到的不是温暖，而是一片黑暗，残破的凄凉。

”他痛苦，他悲伤，他忿慨，他高歌当哭！他呐喊：“呕出一颗心来，——在我心里！”那份难舍、痛苦、煎熬，只能在苦涩的咖啡中化为躲藏的玫瑰……“结发为夫妻，恩爱两不疑”，这是苏武对妻子的承诺，匈奴残暴，苏武也永不退缩，白发苍了，节旄落了，流年如剌，分分秒秒都是煎熬。

大汉朝最英武的皇帝殡天了，公羊又怎会产乳？十六年生不如死，他苍老、恐惧，却无法摧毁他高山深海般的信念。

苏武仍然坚守对国家的热爱，对妻子的挚爱，对自己的渴爱。

……他终于回到了大汉朝，然而，到了“生当复来归，死当长相思”时，诗已经结束了，妻子无法预料十多年后的结局而已改嫁，他心灰意冷，不久便与世长辞……今之兮兮，也便如此。

“心一跳，爱就开始煎熬。

每一分，每一秒。

火在烧，烧成灰有多好。

叫思念，不要吵。

”《煎熬》的故事，唱出了内心的至痛、至爱！何必要忘掉这些？因了成长的步伐，只能以此为起跑线。

当悠扬、富有禅性的共鸣呼唤这一枝萎黄的花茎时，内心的感动与震撼是连眼泪也表达不出的！那是爱，缱绻的爱；那是痛，煎熬的痛！分分秒秒的痛彻心扉紧紧沾着爱的乳水，艰于吮吸，难于舍弃……“花自飘零水自流，一种相思，两处闲愁。

以熬为主题写一篇作文

以熬为主题写一篇作文
深夜的厨房里，炉火跳跃着，一锅汤咕嘟咕嘟地煮着，那香气，简直让人陶醉。

熬汤啊，真的得有点耐心，但想想那美味，就觉得
一切都是值得的。

城市里，那办公楼里的灯还亮着，小伙子敲键盘敲得飞快，仿
佛在和时间赛跑。

他啊，熬的不是时间，是梦想！为了那个目标，
真是拼了。

在山里的小屋里，老爷爷在熬药，那药材的香气，让人心都静了。

他熬的不仅是药，更是对身体的呵护，对生活的态度。

书桌前的小姑娘，书本堆得老高，她一页一页地翻着，眼睛都
快看花了。

她熬的不是夜，是知识，是对未来的期待。

街头小摊上，摊主在熬糖，那糖在火上慢慢融化，散发出甜甜
的香气。

他熬的不仅是糖，更是对家人的爱，对生活的热情。

熬啊熬，有时候觉得累，但想想那些美好的东西，就觉得一切
都值得了。

熬是一种态度，是对生活的热爱，对未来的期待。

所以啊，让我们都学会熬，熬出生活的甜，熬出人生的精彩！。

母亲陪我熬夜写作业的作文

母亲陪我熬夜写作业的作文
夜都这么深了，家里还亮堂堂的。

我妈就坐在我旁边，眼神里
都是对我的关心，看着就让人心里暖洋洋的。

我啊，正在埋头苦读，写作业呢，笔在纸上刷刷的，声音都听得到。

我妈时不时给我送杯
热牛奶，还叮嘱我别太累了。

有她在旁边，我就感觉啥都不怕了，
就像有盏灯给我照亮一样。

书桌上的台灯，光线特别柔和，把我们的影子拉得长长的。

我
妈话不多，但她每次看我，我都能感觉到她对我满满的期待和信任。

碰到难题，我就偷偷看她一眼，她总是笑着点点头，好像告诉我，“你可以的，儿子！”这种无声的鼓励，真的让我特有动力。

哎呀，时间过得真快，窗外的月光都洒进来了。

我抬头一看我妈，发现她眼角都开始有皱纹了。

她真的在慢慢变老，但不管咋样，她还是我的超级英雄，一直在这儿陪着我。

中学生九年级熬夜写作业,的危害英语作文

中学生九年级熬夜写作业,的危害英语作文全文共6篇示例，供读者参考篇1The Perils of Pulling All-Nighters: A Middle Schooler's LamentOh boy, where do I even begin? I'm a 9th grader, and let me tell you, the homework struggle is real! It's like a never-ending battle, and sometimes, the only way to conquer it is by sacrificing sleep. But let me warn you, my fellow studious buddies, pulling all-nighters ain't no walk in the park!You see, when the clock strikes midnight, and you're still hunched over your desk, surrounded by crumpled papers and half-eaten snacks, things start to get a little... well, weird. Your eyes feel like they're being weighed down by anchors, and your brain turns into a foggy mess. It's like trying to solve a riddle while someone keeps poking you with a stick – totally distracting and downright annoying!And let's not forget the zombie-like state you find yourself in the next day. You drag yourself to school, barely able to keep your eyes open, and suddenly, every lesson feels like it's beingtaught in a foreign language. You'll be sitting there, nodding off, while your teacher drones on about polynomials or the French Revolution, and all you can think about is how much you'd give for a nice, cozy nap.But wait, there's more! Staying up all night can also wreak havoc on your physical health. You might start experiencing headaches, muscle aches, and even digestive issues. It's like your body is trying to tell you, "Hey, buddy, you're not treating me right! I need my beauty sleep too!"And let's not forget the emotional toll it takes. You become a cranky, irritable mess, snapping at your friends and family for no apparent reason. It's like you've turned into a hangry (hungry + angry) monster, and the only cure is a good night's sleep. Trust me; you don't want to see your parents' faces when you're in that state. They might just ground you for life!But perhaps the most significant danger of pullingall-nighters is the impact it has on your academic performance. Sure, you might have finished that essay or project, but at what cost? Your ability to retain information and think critically takes a massive hit when you're sleep-deprived. It's like trying to run a marathon on an empty stomach – you'll start strong, but you'll quickly run out of steam.So, what's the solution, you ask? Well, my dear friends, it all comes down to time management. I know, I know, it's easier said than done, but trust me, it's worth a shot. Try to plan your study sessions ahead of time, break down your workload into manageable chunks, and, most importantly, give yourself breaks. Your brain needs to recharge, just like your phone's battery.And if you find yourself struggling, don't be afraid to ask for help. Talk to your teachers, your parents, or even your classmates. You might be surprised at how understanding and supportive they can be. After all, we're all in this together, right?At the end of the day, pulling all-nighters might seem like a quick fix, but it's a slippery slope that can lead to a whole host of problems. So, let's make a pact, my fellow scholars – let's prioritize our health and well-being, and strive for balance. Because, let's face it, what's the point of acing that test if you're too exhausted to celebrate?Remember, my friends, we're in the prime of our lives, and these are supposed to be some of the best years ever. So, let's make the most of them, and let's do it with a well-rested mind and a healthy body. Who's with me?篇2Title: The Perils of Burning the Midnight OilHey there, fellow students! Let me tell you a story about a time when I learned a valuable lesson the hard way. It all started in the 9th grade when the workload from school seemed to pile up higher and higher with each passing week. I found myself staying up late night after night, trying to get everything done, and it wasn't long before the consequences of my late-night study sessions caught up with me.At first, it didn't seem like a big deal. I'd just sleep in a little later on the weekends to make up for the lost sleep during the week. But as time went on, I started to notice that I was feeling more and more tired, even after those supposedly rejuvenating weekend lie-ins. My concentration in class began to suffer, and I found myself zoning out during lectures or reading the same paragraph over and over again without retaining any of the information.Worse still, my mood took a nosedive. I became irritable and snappy with my friends and family, and even the smallest things would set me off. I remember one time when my little sister accidentally spilled her juice on the kitchen table, and I completely overreacted, yelling at her until she burst into tears. Seeing her so upset made me feel terrible, and I realized thenthat my lack of sleep was taking a serious toll on my emotional well-being.But the real wake-up call came when I started to experience physical symptoms, too. I'd get these splitting headaches that just wouldn't go away, no matter how many painkillers I took. My eyes would feel dry and scratchy, and I'd constantly rub them, trying to alleviate the discomfort. And let's not even talk about the dark circles that seemed to have taken up permanent residence under my eyes, making me look like a raccoon!It was around this time that my mom started to notice something was off. She's always been pretty perceptive when it comes to these things, and she could tell that I wasn't my usual chipper self. When she confronted me about it, I tried to brush it off at first, insisting that I was fine and that it was just a tough semester. But she wouldn't let it go, and eventually, I broke down and confessed that I'd been staying up until the wee hours of the morning, trying to get all my assignments done.Mom was furious – not because I was working hard, but because I was putting my health at risk. She sat me down and gave me a stern lecture about the importance of getting enough sleep, especially during those crucial teenage years when our bodies and minds are still developing. She explained that lack ofsleep could have serious consequences, both in the short-term and the long-term, and that it was essential for me to find a better balance between my studies and my rest.At first, I'll admit, I was a little resistant to her advice. I was convinced that pulling all-nighters was just a part of being a high school student and that everyone else was doing it, too. But as the weeks went by, and I started to implement some of the strategies she suggested – like better time management, prioritizing tasks, and setting aside dedicated study periods during the day – I began to notice a real difference.Gradually, I was able to get my schedule under control, and the need for those late-night cram sessions became less and less frequent. And as I started getting more sleep, it was like a fog had lifted. My concentration improved, my mood stabilized, and those pesky physical symptoms slowly but surely disappeared.Looking back, I can't believe how foolish I was to ignore the importance of good sleep hygiene for so long. It's a lesson I'll never forget, and one that I hope you'll take to heart, too. Because trust me, no assignment or test is worth sacrificing your health and well-being for.So, if you find yourself in a similar situation, feeling overwhelmed and tempted to pull an all-nighter, take a stepback and reassess. Is it really necessary? Or could you perhaps manage your time a little better, break up your tasks into more manageable chunks, or even ask for an extension from your teacher? Remember, your teachers want you to succeed, but they also want you to take care of yourself in the process.And if you're already in the habit of staying up late to study, make a conscious effort to break that cycle. Set a firm bedtime for yourself, and stick to it, no matter what. Establish a relaxing pre-bedtime routine, like taking a warm bath or reading a book (篇3Hey there! It's me, your friendly neighborhood 9th grader. I've got a story to tell you all about the perils of burning the midnight oil for schoolwork. Trust me, I've been there, done that, and got the bags under my eyes to prove it.Let's rewind to the start of this school year. I was feeling pretty good, ready to tackle 9th grade head on. New classes, new teachers, new chance to make this year awesome. Yeah, I was stoked! That optimism didn't last long though.It all started with just a couple late nights here and there, no biggie. I'd stay up past midnight cramming for a big test orrushing to finish up an essay. I figured I was young, I could handle running on a few less hours of sleep. Boy, was I wrong!Before I knew it, those occasional all-nighters snowballed into a vicious cycle of exhaustion. I was a zombie by first period every morning, barely keeping my eyes open in class. My brain felt like mush, totally incapable of focusing or retaining any new info my teachers were dishing out.My grades started slipping fast. Homework assignments were getting turned in late because I'd pass out before finishing them the night before. Test scores were plummeting since I could never seem to study properly when I was that drained. It was a nightmare!Physically, I was a wreck too. Y'all ever pulled an all-nighter? That ghastly feeling the next day is no joke – migraines, queasiness, dizziness, the whole nine yards. I even started breaking out in zits like crazy from lack of sleep messing with my hormones. Not a great look for an already awkward teenager, let me tell you.Worst of all though, my mood totally tanked. I was perpetually cranky, snapping at my friends and family over the slightest things when I was running on fumes. I'd get major anxiety just looking at my overflowing homework folder,dreading having to repeat that vicious stay-up-until-3am cycle all over again.Honestly, I'm surprised I didn't flunk out that first semester with how out of it I was. Spoiler alert: I barely scraped by with some seriously scary report cards. That's when my parents staged an intervention and helped me get my act together.I'm not gonna lie, breaking that toxic burnout grind was ROUGH. Like anything addictive, the compulsive need to pullall-nighters was hard to kick. For a while there, I was an insomniac mess anytime bedtime rolled around. My brain couldn't chill out and would start spiraling about everything I had to do.Slowly but surely though, I learned to manage my time better during the day instead of leaving things for last-minute panic mode at night. Planners and calenders became my new best friends for getting stuff done ahead of time. Setting a strict curfew for myself and actually respecting it took discipline too.Most importantly though, I finally started prioritizing my health over my hectic homework schedule. I paid attention to what lack of sleep was doing to me – mentally, physically, emotionally – and knew I had to put myself first sometimes. Thatmeant accepting that some assignments might not get 100% effort and learning to be OK with that.I'm not going to pretend like I never stay up past my bedtime anymore. Sometimes the late night cram sessions are inevitable, especially around exam weeks. But now I keep those exceptions to a healthy minimum and make sure I get caught up on sleep soon after. Moderation is key!Looking back, I really wish I'd listened to all the warnings about teens needing their full 8-9 hours. Maybe then I could've avoided tumbling into that awful cycle of burnout and exhaustion. At least I learned my lesson before it was too late!If you're a student who's fallen into a similar trap, I relate so hard and I'm sending you a giant virtual hug. Dig yourself out now before the hole gets too deep, my friend! Your health and sanity have to come before that mountain of homework, I promise.For those of you who haven't struggled with this issue yet, consider yourself lucky! Stay woke about the dangers of academic burnout though. Don't make the same mistakes I did by underestimating how crucial quality sleep is, especially during those crazy teenage years.Getting enough rest is just as critical as studying hard if you want to perform your best. Save yourself the headaches (literally!) and aim for a solid 8 hours minimum a night. Your future exhausted self will thank you!That's a wrap onmy cautionary tale, peeps. Sleep tight and dream of passing grades, or whatever kids dream about these days. This has been a public service announcement from your locally depleted but wiser 9th grade narrator, signing off!篇4The Scary Truth About Pulling All-Nighters For HomeworkHey guys, it's me again, just your average 9th grader trying to survive middle school. I've got a crazy story to share with you all today about my latest adventure - staying up all night to cram for a huge test. Yeah, I know, not the smartest idea in the world, but we've all been there, right? Desperate times call for desperate measures and all that jazz.So there I was, staring at my history textbook like it was written in ancient Greek or something. I had totally spaced on studying for this massive exam that was supposed to cover everything we've learned since the beginning of time. Classic case of procrastination striking again! Instead of buckling downand doing the work bit by bit, I got distracted by video games, hanging out with friends, you name it. Anything to avoid actually opening that dreaded textbook, am I right?Anyway, the night before the test, reality finally hit me like a ton of bricks. If I didn't ace this thing, my GPA was going to take a serious nosedive. And you know what that means - bye bye hopes and dreams of getting into a decent college! The sheer panic and dread that washed over me in that moment, I can't even describe it to you. It was like staring into the abyss.But I'm a fighter, so I decided then and there that I was going to show this test who was boss. I brewed about a gallon of coffee, stocked up on energy drinks and candy bars, and mentally prepared myself for one hellish all-nighter study sesh. My parents had long gone to bed, so I had the house to myself to blast my tunes and really get to work.Things started off okay at first. I was powering through the material, taking notes like a madman, and genuinely feeling like I was starting to understand it all. But a few hours in, I started to crash...hard. My eyelids were getting impossibly heavy, and I actually nodded off a few times right there at my desk! When I'd suddenly jerk awake in a panic, I'd chug another energy drinkand dive right back into studying, even more determined than before.As the night inched closer and closer to morning though, things took a nasty turn. The words on the pages began swimming together, and comprehending anything became utterly impossible. I'm talking delirious, almost hallucinatory levels of tiredness by around 4am. At one point, I'm pretty sure I spaced out for a good hour just staring at the same paragraph over and over again! Not exactly a productive use of time.Finally, the dreaded alarm for school went off at an ungodly hour. I had been up for around 24 straight hours by that point, existing off of coffee, junk food, and sheer desperation. Summoning what little energy I had left, I dragged myself into the shower, got dressed, and seriously considered just calling it quits and faking sick for the day. But no, I had worked way too hard and come way too far to back out now.So off I went, stumbling into school looking - and feeling - like an actual zombie. You could probably smell the mix of energy drinks and desperation oozing off me from a mile away! I slumped into my seat for first period history, the test I had agonized over all night finally staring me in the face. As theteacher handed it out, all I could think was "Well, here goes nothing..."Two and a half hours of sheer torture later, I turned in the test, praying to every higher power that I had pulled it off. But weirdly, I couldn't even be happy or relieved, because I felt so unbelievably, indescribably awful after the all-nighter. We're talking dead-on-your-feet, seeing double, feeling like you're hunched over and about to face-plant into the floor at any second kinda rough. Not to mention, I was so wired from all the caffeine that my hands were shaking like a leaf!The rest of the day was basically a blur. I remember accidentally falling asleep in a couple of classes, drooling all over my desk. I was useless when it came to participating or focusing on anything being taught. Basically a zombie extra shuffling through the hallways between periods. When I finally got home that night and crashed into bed, I didn't wake up again until almost 24 hours later! My body was so exhausted from the trauma, it just needed to shut down for an entire day of hibernation to recover.So yeah, that's the story of my first (and hopefully last)all-night study crammingextravaganza. While I don't recommend it to anyone, like ever, I think it did teach me a reallyimportant lesson about time management and not leaving things to the very last minute. Because let me tell you, feeling that level of sleep deprivation and misery is not something I want to experience again anytime soon!Do yourself a favor guys, and actually study and prepare for tests in advance like a normal human being. Don't be an idiot procrastinator like me. Getting good grades is super important, sure, but not when it's at the expense of your physical and mental health like that. Being a sleep-deprived zombie is no way to live, trust me on that one!Moral of the story? All-nighters are the worst, caffeine is a poor substitute for actual sleep, and teenage procrastination is one nasty force to be reckoned with. Let this be a warning to you all! Study hard, get enough rest, and avoid that awful,soul-crushing feeling of burnout at all costs. Catch you on the flip side, my friends!篇5The Perils of Pulling All-NightersHey there! Jake here, just your average 9th grader trying to survive the jungle of homework, tests, and the endless battleagainst the snooze button. I've got a story to share with you all, one that'll make you think twice about burning that midnight oil.It all started a few weeks back when Mr. Davidson, my algebra teacher, assigned us a massive project worth like a gazillion percent of our final grade. I'm talking twenty-five problems, each one more twisted than the last, with equations that looked like they were written in ancient hieroglyphics.Now, I'll be the first to admit that math isn't exactly my forte. Give me a good book or a video game any day, and I'm a happy camper. But this project? It was like being asked to decipher the Rosetta Stone while juggling flaming chainsaws. Not exactly a walk in the park, if you know what I mean.So, being the responsible young scholar that I am, I decided to buckle down and tackle this beast head-on. I made a plan, set aside time each night to chip away at the problems, and even asked my super-smart friend Emily for some tutoring sessions. Everything was going according to plan...until it wasn't.篇6The Perils of Pulling All-Nighters: A Cautionary TaleHey there, friends! It's me, your buddy from down the street. You know, the kid who's always out playing catch or riding bikes? Well, today I've got a story to share with you, and it's not a happy one. It's a tale of woe, a cautionary tale about the dangers of staying up late to do homework.Now, I know what you're thinking: "But homework is important! We have to do it!" And you're absolutely right. Homework is a crucial part of our education, and it helps us learn and grow. But there's a right way and a wrong way to go about it, and pulling all-nighters is definitely the wrong way.Let me tell you about my big brother, Jake. He's in the ninth grade, and he's been having a tough time with his homework lately. It's like the teachers have been piling it on, and he's been struggling to keep up. Poor guy, he's been staying up until the wee hours of the morning, trying to get everything done.At first, it didn't seem like such a big deal. Sure, he was a little tired during the day, but he's a tough kid, right? He could handle it. But then things started to go downhill, and fast.First, it was his grades that took a hit. Jake has always been a pretty good student, but with all the late nights and lack of sleep, he just couldn't concentrate in class. His test scores starteddropping, and his homework assignments were sloppy and full of mistakes.Then came the health problems. Jake started getting headaches and feeling dizzy a lot. He was cranky and irritable all the time, and he just。

写作业写得很晚母亲为我熬粥的作文

写作业写得很晚母亲为我熬粥的作文
夜已经深了，作业还是一堆堆的，感觉头都要炸了。

我埋头苦写，耳边只有笔在纸上划过的声音。

咦？什么香味？我抬起头，鼻子嗅了嗅，原来是妈妈在厨房里
熬粥。

这味道，暖暖的，甜甜的，真让人怀念。

突然，门开了，妈妈端着一碗热腾腾的粥走了进来。

“哎呀，
看你写这么晚，来，先喝碗粥提提神。

”她说着，把粥放到我面前。

我接过碗，呼呼地吹了几口，然后大口喝起来。

嗯，真香！
“妈，你怎么知道我饿了？”我边吃边问。

“嘿，你这孩子，
写到这么晚，能不饿吗？”妈妈笑着说，“快喝，喝完再写。

”我
点点头，心里暖暖的。

喝完粥，我感觉整个人都精神多了。

看着妈妈温柔的眼神，我
心里一阵感动。

不管多晚，妈妈总是在我身边，给我温暖，给我力量。

这碗粥，不仅仅是一碗粥，更是妈妈对我满满的爱啊！。

煎和熬都是可以变美味的方法作文

煎和熬都是可以变美味的方法作文咱老百姓过日子，常常会念叨一句话：“煎和熬都是可以变美味的方法。

”仔细咂摸咂摸，这话说得可太在理儿啦！
你瞧瞧那锅里的牛排，在热油里“滋滋”作响，被煎得两面金黄，香气直
往鼻子里钻。

这过程可不轻松，牛排得忍受着高温的“煎熬”，但最后呢？变
成了让人垂涎欲滴的美味。

还有那熬汤，小火慢炖，食材在锅里翻腾，时间一
点点过去，精华都融在了汤里。

从平淡无奇到鲜香浓郁，靠的不就是那慢慢熬
的功夫嘛。

生活不也这样？有时候我们就像在锅里被煎的食物，工作的压力、学习的
烦恼，就像那滚烫的油，让我们备受“煎熬”。

可正是这些“煎”的时刻，让
我们变得更加坚韧，更加有“味道”。

就说准备考试吧，那一个个挑灯夜战的
日子，一张张写满笔记的卷子，不就是在“煎”着我们吗？但等到成绩出来，
拿到理想的分数，那一刻的喜悦，就像品尝到了美味的成果。

再说说创业，那更是一场漫长的“熬”。

面对种种困难和挫折，不放弃，
不退缩，慢慢积累经验，等待时机。

就像那锅好汤，火候到了，自然就香气四溢。

那些成功的创业者，哪个不是经历了无数次的“煎”和“熬”，才迎来了
自己的辉煌时刻？
所以啊，当我们觉得日子难熬，压力太大的时候，别灰心，别丧气。

要知道，煎和熬都是让生活变得有滋有味的好办法。

只要咱们能坚持住，不怕“煎”，耐得住“熬”，最终都能收获属于自己的那份“美味”！
让我们一起加油，在“煎”和“熬”中，把生活烹饪成一道最美味的佳肴！。

熬过去作文600字

熬过去作文600字作文一：对我来说，最快乐的事情莫过于写完作业后舒服地躺在床上睡觉，但自从这周开始，我对睡觉充满了恐惧。

周二早上醒来时，我的嗓子异常干燥，想开口说话却被一股奇怪的力量阻止。

我只能灌下一大杯水，满足那贪婪的嗓子。

接着，我吐出一口浓黄的痰，就像被人嫌弃的焦糖布丁一样。

我的噩梦开始了。

我不由自主地咳嗽起来，声音越来越响，引起了父母的关注。

他们忙着给我喝水、喂药。

整个周二，我带着苦涩和喉咙的痛苦度过。

到了晚上，当我准备入睡时，嗓子开始无休止地咳嗽，声音震醒了整栋楼的人。

父母被我剧烈的咳嗽声吵醒，来安慰我，直到我好转才回到自己的房间。

整个晚上，他们像天使一样在我和他们的房间之间来回穿梭。

直到凌晨2点半，我才勉强入睡。

第二天早上6点半，我按时起床，病情加重，开始流鼻涕。

嗓子仿佛被仙人掌刺痛，我强忍着不让自己咳嗽，装作轻松的样子面对同学。

整个白天熬过后，又来到了讨厌的夜晚。

月光洒在床前，虚伪地炫耀着被太阳施舍的光芒。

我咳嗽不止，难受，但我必须坚强地熬过去。

学习也是如此，虽然过程艰难，但只要坚持下去，一定会有收获。

作文二：中国有一句俗语叫做“多年媳妇熬成婆”。

在中国官场中，有一个词叫做“熬资历”。

有一个笑话是这样的：“只要你在三十年代和鲁迅握过手，和郭沫若合过影，和一众元老留过念，到了现在，把知道你底细的人都‘熬’死了，你再不学无术，也能混一顶‘国学大师’的帽子。

”从以上三个例子中，我敢大胆地提出一个概念，姑且称之为“熬文化”。

这种“熬文化”在以下三个方面体现出来：首先是“不抗争”。

媳妇地位低下，自然要受到婆婆的压制。

面对可能的欺压，不反抗，反而选择熬。

只求忍耐，而不去改变，等到自己成为婆婆后，再去欺压自己的儿媳妇。

更甚的是，这种熬的心态不仅仅存在于婆媳关系中，似乎人们久熬之后都会产生这种心理，遇到困境时只知道熬而不求改变，似乎这样就能“守得云开见月明”。

我非常担心当今的中国人仍然受到这种“熬”字的影响。

以熬为话题的作文

以熬为话题的作文•相关推荐以熬为话题的作文（精选29篇）相信许多人都写过作文吧，尤其是应用极其广泛的话题作文，话题作文比命题作文和命意作文带有更多的创造性，关键是对话题要有深刻的洞察力、敏锐的反映力、流畅的表达力。

怎么样才能写出优秀的话题作文呢？以下是小编精心整理的以熬为话题的作文，供大家参考借鉴，希望可以帮助到有需要的朋友。

以熬为话题的作文篇1一天、一月、一年……这样的时光究竟称得上是漫长?还是快乐?显然都不太准确。

升入初中已有一段时间了，我却总结出了一个字：熬……“有请各年级前100名同学上台领奖!”伴随着主持人慷慨激昂的宣布，掌声雷鸣般响起。

我站在领奖台的旁边，内心是满满的骄傲，准备上台领奖的那一刻，不由得将腰挺直了。

站在台上，自豪的内心还是升腾起了一丝胆怯，极不自然地望着台下黑压压的人群，但阵阵不息的掌声还是让我的心中似有鲜花怒放，找到了久违的春天。

回到教室后，兴奋的感觉仍充斥全身，那一瞬间老师也向我投来欣喜的目光，那是可以让我可以充满无穷力量的眼神。

我快步坐在了自己的位置上，自豪地昂起了脑袋。

可再次与老师的目光相遇，却多了几分苛刻与严厉，老师话语突然打了个反转：“怎么样?考前100名很了不起吗!有本事考第一呀!”老师无情的话语，犹如向滚烫的桌面浇了一盆冷水，冷热相交产生的蒸气，瞬间淹没了我放肆的神情，老师为什么会这样?难道是我太过于兴奋了，种种难以理解的问号涌上心头……带着无数猜疑，被自己的好奇心牵引着来了老师面前。

“老师，你怎么不高兴了?”“孩子，考年级前100名不是目的，而是目标，这只是个月考而已。

”我咽了一口唾沫，若有所思的回答了一句“嗯，我明白了，我回班了。

”一天的胜利，可能会维持一个月，但是，你只为这一天的胜利而兴奋，那么，终有一天，难堪还会来临。

美味的粥需要长时间的熬，可灿烂的青春又何尝不需要一种熬的精神，熬的坚持?以熬为话题的作文篇2其实很多时候都是在自己的世界里沉迷，这有很多人你会发现他们是身在福中不知福，他们有着各种各样的水果吃着，他们说自己要吃吐了，想换一换新鲜的口味。

写作业写很晚的作文

写作业写很晚的作文
天啊,又要熬夜写作业了!真是要被老师逼疯了。

不过,作为一个学生,熬夜写作业好像也成了一种家常便饭的事儿。

作业就像是一块硕大的绊脚石,总在关键时刻横加阻挠。

明明说好今晚去看电影,结果回来一看,靠,作业没写!好不容易有个周末可以好好睡个懒觉,可惜啦,作业又来捣乱了。

你看,连休息日都不放过我们。

写作业最讨厌的就是遇到难题了。

有时候实在太困难,想破脑袋也没法子。

最郁闷的是,不写交不了卷,交不了卷就会被老师狠狠批评一顿。

所以,熬夜就成了常态。

熬夜写作业真是身心俱疲啊!眼睛酸涩,头脑发昏,身体无力。

最糟糕的是,第二天起来还得去上课,一整天都精神恍惚。

不过嘛,谁让我们是学生呢?熬夜写作业就是我们的宿命,也是成长的一部分吧。

就让我们高高兴兴熬上一宿,写完那些作业吧!虽然现在很痛苦,但将来回想起来,或许就是青春最酷最拽的回忆了。

难熬的一天作文

难熬的一天作文难熬的一天作文(7篇)在我们平凡的日常里，大家都写过作文，肯定对各类作文都很熟悉吧，作文根据写作时限的不同可以分为限时作文和非限时作文。

相信写作文是一个让许多人都头痛的问题，下面是店铺收集整理的难熬的一天作文，仅供参考，希望能够帮助到大家。

难熬的一天作文1太阳火辣辣地照耀着大地，路上的行人，不时地擦拭着脸颊的汗水。

我仿佛也被这闷热的天气扰得焦躁不安。

今天，妈妈带我去做了我最不想做的事——检查眼睛。

到了医院，只见挂号的队伍排成了一条长龙，蜿蜒曲折，一眼望不到尽头。

不时地听见“你在后，我在前”的吵架声，工作人员的指挥声，这是我见过最乱的场面。

查视力、验光、看医生，没有一项不要排队，我都等得不耐烦了。

查视力的队伍S形盘绕着，爸爸妈妈们不停地安慰小朋友：“别怕，一会儿就好了。

”我心里也七上八下，一会儿鼓励自己：加油，放心，我的视力一定是好的。

一会儿我又担心起来：如果我的视力下降了，爸爸妈妈会不会骂我呀？想着想着，就轮到我了。

我坐到椅子上，举起左手，遮住左眼，看着视力表上的字母，一个一个地给医生比划着，当看到第六排时，我的右眼开始模糊了，无论我怎么努力，都看不清。

此时，视力表中的字母们一个个伸手伸脚想让我看清，只听一个向上的字母声嘶力竭地对我大叫道：“嘿，小朋友，我是朝上的。

”我仿佛听到了字母们的叫喊声，最后一个字母的方向，总算被我指对了。

在字母们的鼓励下，我很快测完了左眼，情况比右眼要好得多。

我们又去验光、看医生，最终的结果：医生建议我要一直戴眼镜。

哎，难熬的一天总算过去了。

我终于可以逃出这魔鬼生活的地狱啦！难熬的一天作文2有谁会在冬天用冰冷的水洗澡？是谁如此招人喜爱？又是谁一开放就飘逸着淡而扑鼻的清香？答对了！就是我，花儿。

自我介绍一下吧，我是一朵玫瑰，大家都叫我妙妙。

就在我跟身旁的不是花的植物们吹嘘时，感到又渴又干，从而想到了主人这时候应该来给我“洗澡”了。

咦，今天是咋回事？望了望空虚的鞋柜，我突然想起了什么——对啊！今天主人出差了，她对门也不在，都要明天才能回来。