My second home in class 62, I love it! It has beautiful appearance and gorgeous decoration. It is very warm, and here, there is no loneliness, sadness, only happiness, happiness & hellip& hellip;
We decorate in the class environment. We make full use of the space on the wall to display our talent projects such as' action shows civilization ',' Mom I love you 'and' my style shows'.
There are little knowledge and health corner in blackboard newspaper. In the "little knowledge" column, there are various kinds of knowledge. Health corner is about health habits and other health issues. On the left side of the blackboard newspaper is the place where we fight for chapters. There are still many students on the list, which has greatly improved our abilities and confidence. " There are a lot of excellent compositions and art works in the "bookworm friends". There is a big bookcase under the blackboard newspaper. There are composition books, children's literature books written by writers, and so on. People are dazzled. These books are selling like hot cakes!
I love my class. It's still a 'paradise of love'. We grow vigorously under the teacher's care, strive for sunshine and rain together, experience wind and sun together, and bear fruit together in the branches. Our hearts are closely united and shining brilliantly together!
With the joint efforts of the students, our class 62 makes my class my home.
Six I love my class 1400 words class, accompanied me through this happy six years. Class, so that I have never felt unparalleled happiness, warmth, unity, fraternity, like honey, sweet, thick paste in my heart, there is an unspeakable feeling. It's like a saying: when people gather firewood, the flame is high; when people work together, they can make a success; if a single filament is not a thread, a single tree is not a forest. Gather the strength of unity; It's like when you fall down in a race, it's always holding your hand; Just like a cup of thick tea, you need to taste it carefully.
A reminder, a thank you
I remember that day, a classmate said "thank you" to the teacher. Many students learned from him, and I am no exception. But I always feel that what I say is not clear, but I just stir up a 'thank you, teacher' without feeling. I always don't understand why I say that. Is it to please the teacher? No, it's just an imitation of others' hypocrisy. Would I keep saying that? No, I'll understand. Until that day & hellip& hellip; I went to correct my mistakes with an uneasy heart. The teacher looked at my exercise book and looked at my face. I was moved by the long words Oh, these words are wrong. Otherwise, there will be no a Samsung minus one. It seems that the wrong words can't be ignored. Pay attention next time! " My heart is like being hit hard by a stone, with a "clatter" sound, four clear words came out of my mouth: Thank you, teacher. I have a sour nose and hold the book tightly. I want to go out of the office, but I can't help looking at the teacher again. How kind! My heart resounds with a sweet taste, waiting for me to chew with my heart. Until now, this thank you is from the heart, this thank you is not how much you want to please the teacher, not how much you want to thank the teacher, but is, to the teacher's painstaking teaching a greeting, comfort! Thinking of the reminder and the thank you, the kind figure of the teacher will appear in my mind. The content of this page is pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN", and the instruction will be heard vaguely.
The flower of friendship
What's the matter with you? It doesn't matter. ' This is the first consolation I have heard since the beginning of school. When my good friend fell down, another little friend rushed up to greet him and gently opened his trouser legs. There was a big deep wound on his knee, and the dark red blood gushed out like a spring! You're bleeding! It's not a light injury! " He looked at his little friend's twisted face and immediately lifted him up and carried him on his back. "Come on, I'll take you to the infirmary!" This action, this sentence, completely warmed my heart. I also anxiously welcomed the past, looked at his wound, and ran to the infirmary. Find Mr. Lin, tell him his little friend's injury, and then run to the little friend, ready to use alcohol to wipe his wound. Looking at his eager eyes, I feel the power of friendship. His eyebrows are wrinkled tightly, his eyes narrowed into a seam, his teeth are biting, his cheekbones are protruding, and I walk hard. I am stunned for a moment, as if I see the flower of friendship in my heart blooming, blooming so beautiful and moving.
Fire Dance (outing)
It's finally on fire! I cheerfully called, looking at the crackling sound, just like a pair of Waltz lovers, there is a kind of unspeakable feeling in my heart.
The fire is hard won. If you want to have a delicious barbecue, you can't do it without your own efforts. One of the most challenging is to make a fire. No matter how hard they try, our group can't fan the fire. Some people shake the fan from left to right, some gently up and down, and some even shake the fan while blowing. But the fire is always ungrateful, as if they are dissatisfied with us. Until the instructor taught us to shake the fan up and down quickly, it gradually improved. A little friend volunteered to fan like a stubborn cow. The fire seemed to be frightened by his formation and quickly set up a formation. But after a while, he couldn't hold on, changed other people, and didn't improve. They were all sweating, but they all looked at the fire and refused to give up. Everyone's firm eyes, closed lips, big sweat, finally moved the flame, it moved the waltz, swinging his body, telling something & hellip& hellip;
Although this fire burns for a very short time, it has extraordinary significance. Looking at the fire dance, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.
This is my class, which makes me feel the unparalleled happiness, warmth, unity and fraternity that I have never felt before. I love my class, which is my second warm home. I love my class and will never forget it. I will always be a member of this family & hellip& hellip;
Six 243, this loving class 500 words' nine years window, here a Bo; Sprint for senior high school entrance examination and strive for the present; Nine years to sharpen a sword, once to test the edge. "
Once the oath, now in the ear around.
Three years, long or short; Three years, from the original ignorant youth, grow up to now mature youth.
But who knows how much sorrow there is, only I know.
It was in those three years that I met a group of friends that I will never forget.
Remember that year, in order to test, we can be said to have suffered, tired.
I get up at six o'clock every morning and start morning training. It's summer again. I'm sweating every day. After running, I continue to study in the morning.
We didn't go to breakfast until more than seven, but we didn't give up. We studied in the evening until nine thirty. Everyone was sleepy, tired and hungry.
Teachers have been working side by side with us to advance and retreat together.
At that time, I thought, hurry up and have a good rest after the high school entrance examination. As a result, it's really like what we want now, high school entrance examination, high school, separation.
When I was with you, I didn't feel anything, but I didn't know how unaccustomed I was until I was separated.
In the past, we could take your things without your consent; In the past, I can make fun of you, and you will not be angry; In the past, we could copy each other's homework without being found by teachers; I had a fight with you before and had a good time the next day.
Now a school, strange environment, strange face, all of these let me unprepared, extremely uncomfortable.
At that time, I felt that I was already familiar with the feeling of being with you. Then I realized that I was really separated from you.
When I send books and write my own name, I can't help writing about my previous class. Maybe that's a habit of mine.
Time is the best doctor, it can wipe all traces. But some traces, no matter how you wipe, always exist.
Friends, two years, have time to get together!
I miss you! I put forward 100 words of advice for the class, and I suggest a Rubik's cube competition for the class. Let each student change the Rubik's cube, and then in the shortest time, the six sides become the same, playing Rubik's cube can make everyone's mind more flexible and intelligent.
I suggest a knowledge tabloid wall for the class. Let each student turn what they see and hear into a tabloid. Then, stick it on the wall, let the students grow up happily in the paradise of knowledge.
I suggest a story King competition for the class. Let's talk about a touching, interesting and touching story that happened around us& hellip; Story, to see who told the best, let the students judge their own mind of the story king. Storytelling can not only exercise eloquence, but also discover the truth, goodness and beauty in the world. Why not.
Senior Three: Zhang Daxia 520 our class health 350 words our class health
Good health environment can bring us better learning enthusiasm. However, the sanitation of our class, especially the floor, is very dirty. Teachers often urge, but some students still can't take care of the environment. Littering, littering, eating in the basin, not only a waste of food, but also a serious impact on class health. I think the teacher will be very disappointed.
Sure enough, a week later, the teacher even let us go outside to throw garbage, the class did not provide garbage cans. I'm sorry to hear that. I regret that in order to take good care of the class hygiene, I have to play as soon as I have a rest time between classes. I saw that there was a mental arithmetic slip on the ground, but I didn't pick it up. If I picked it up and threw it into the garbage can at that time, other students would do the same, and it would not be like today! Also make the teacher angry, really shouldn't!
I know I'm wrong, and I'm sure there are many students who know their mistakes as well as me. They also regret their original behavior, and they must change their ways. So I beg Mr. Yang to remove your words. We will never take care of class hygiene as before. When you see litter, whether it's thrown by yourself or others, you will pick it up.
In this way, I believe, our class health will be improved, we must be very comfortable in a clean and tidy classroom! Let's work hard for class health!
We must develop a good habit of health since childhood. It is the responsibility and obligation of every student to take good care of the collective environment!