In our school days, in this long colorful road, we laugh, sadness, success, failure and loss And accompany us through all this, is our class collective, is our classmates who get along with day and night. When we achieve success, it is the result of the joint efforts of everyone in the class. When we are sad and lost, it is every student in the class who comforts and inspires each other. We regain confidence. When we are sick, it is the students who give us help and warmth. A warm class, how like our second family!
In our time together day and night, full of many interesting things, every minute is so full of happiness.
Take the singing competition for example. Every morning, the students come to school early, and the melodious and melodious songs come from the windows of class 6 (1). After the painstaking rehearsal and practice of the whole class, we finally ushered in the moment of training soldiers for thousands of days and employing soldiers for a while. During the competition, the students look up, hold their chests and smile. We all looked at the commander and devoted 120 points of conscientiousness. We send our confident smile and joyful songs to the judges and the audience in front of us. When the last note is over, we welcome the applause of the audience and feel proud of the class, which is more desirable than any joy.
However, in recent days, the whole class was knocked down by the "flu" wind. Since moving into the new school, bad things happen one after another, so that the reputation of our class will decline again and again. The elves who used to be liked by people can no longer be found in our class, and they have become bad children in the eyes of teachers. A few days ago, our class cheated collectively, which made the teacher very disappointed. What are the causes of these bad things? It's because the students are no longer as United and friendly as before, and everyone has their own selfishness: they all want to get a good score in the exam, get praise from the teacher, and become arrogant in the class. However, we all forget that the reward obtained by cheating is dirty. I hope the students can stand up again, save the honor of class 6 (1), strive to be a new man and study hard in the future, so that class 6 (1) will shine again. composition
I love my class, you let me know what is collective pride. In front of us is a more colorful and tense six-year primary school career, our class will accompany us through, towards the vision of the future! I love three (one) class, I love my class, because this class collective amiable, dedicated to cultivate our teachers and inquisitive students.
I remember the day I just transferred to another school, my classmates kept asking me questions after class. Because I am introverted, I dare not communicate with my classmates. I always bow my head and don't speak, for fear of losing face. It's very lonely. Finally one day, after class, the monitor Wang Chenyang came to me, saw me sullen and asked, "why, are you unhappy? Let's play together Later, Wang Chenyang always came to play with me and introduced me to other students. Gradually, I became familiar with my classmates, and I became lively and cheerful. I often played with my classmates. I'm so happy.
Our class is a Book Loving and inquisitive class. Every morning, the sound of reading comes from the classroom. This is the students' conscious reading. On the way to and from school, you often see some children reading with relish in the car. No need to ask, this must be my classmate, no wonder my mother gave our class a nickname of "nerd class"! Whenever the students have questions, they will run to ask the teacher. If the teacher is not there, they will consult the silent teacher one by one. If they don't understand, they will never stop.
The teachers are amiable. I remember when I first came here, I was timid and didn't dare to raise my hand in class. Even if the teacher asked me a question, I stammered and didn't dare to answer. Later, Mr. Chu often asked me questions. Now I am not only able to ask and answer freely, but also able to raise my hand on my own initiative. I am also a class cadre, and my grades in various subjects are getting better and better, which is full of Mr. Chu's painstaking efforts. The mathematics teacher gives vivid lectures, which are loved by everyone. composition
Our class is such a big family with excellent students and excellent teachers. I am proud of living in this group. I believe the next three (one) class will be the best.
I love class 61, class 3, Qingnian Street Primary School, Yuanping City, Shanxi Province. I love class 61, class 1, grade 6, Deyang foreign language school, Deyang City, Sichuan Province. Xiao Meng, do you remember the group photo of the class on the column when we were in the old school? It was a spring outing a year ago. Look, Wu Yanghui instinctively lies in the front; Yang Kun, Huang Kelei and other good friends, you climb me, I climb you, sitting on the ground, a mouth is also open big. The girls are also holding hands and laughing happily, only the active Huang Kexin is looking around. Of course, there is no lack of our high teacher, look at her expression, both look and a bit tired. What a warm picture, from everyone's face, can hook up a few silk memories in our hearts. At that time, it was the best class in the school. Today, we still live together in harmony. In the tug of war competition, the students are full of enthusiasm. The drizzle can't quench our enthusiasm. Next to the silent teacher Gao, at this time also waving his hands at the top of his voice, cheering for us. Like Qiu Shaoyun, for the sake of the whole class and this victory, everyone blushed and pulled out his hand, but he didn't win. The students threw the rope and decided to play basketball again. However, in the basketball game, the boys' balls were passed from hand to hand by he Yaodong and Wei Lun, and finally they fell into Ma Yuan's hands. He went quickly through the crowd, leaping and throwing. Suddenly, almost everyone held their breath and entered. The cheerleaders nearby are also boiling. As for the girls, Zhou Haiyun prepared the water early. Huang Kexin's single-minded pursuit of victory embarrassed the whole audience. At this time, teacher Gao came to stabilize her mood and continued to fight. Yu Peiyun and I made a refueling sign and held it high, even though we won in a row easily. Therefore, I admire, I admire every student who wins honor for our class. They make our class more colorful. I love you, class 61! Instructor: Shu Xiaolian, I love class 61. Do you remember the group photo of the class on the column in the old school? It was a year ago when we were on a spring outing. Look, Wu Yanghui instinctively lies in the front; Yang Kun, Huang Kelei and other good friends, you climb me, I climb you, sitting on the ground, a mouth is also open big. The girls are also holding hands and laughing happily, only the active Huang Kexin is looking around. Of course, there is no lack of our high teacher, look at her expression, both look and a bit tired. What a warm picture, from everyone's face, can hook up a few silk memories in our hearts. At that time, it was the best class in the school. Today, we still live in harmony
In the tug of war competition arena, the students a gas, thin rain, pouring our enthusiasm. Next to the silent teacher Gao, at this time also waving his hands at the top of his voice, cheering for us. Like Qiu Shaoyun, for the sake of the whole class and this victory, everyone blushed and pulled out his hand, but he didn't win. The students threw the rope and decided to play basketball again.
However, in the basketball game, the boys' balls were passed from hand to hand by he Yaodong and Wei Lun, and finally they fell into Ma Yuan's hands. He went quickly through the crowd, leaping and throwing. All of a sudden, almost everyone held their breath -- ah, come in. The cheerleaders nearby are also boiling. As for the girls, Zhou Haiyun prepared the water early. Huang Kexin's single-minded pursuit of victory embarrassed the whole audience. At this time, teacher Gao came to stabilize her mood and continued to fight. Yu Peiyun and I made a refueling sign and held it high, even though we won in a row easily.
Therefore, I admire, I admire every student who wins honor for our class. They make our class more colorful. composition
I love you, class 61! Lonely class three daffodils bloom in this spring. In the first semester of senior high school, I was in my twenties during winter vacation. Happy New Year's Eve, happy family. In an instant, the Spring Festival will be over. 14 to report at the end of February. The new class of Arts and science, both are the same. Four or five is literature, the rest is reason. There is no art in science. I'm in class three. Nostalgia for the original class, happy years. Just half a semester, together every day. Make fun, sweet and sour. Bitter also happy, with the wind and rain. Who is the most beautiful and who is the most amazing. Anyway, there's no need to compete. Remember Zhao Zhixiang, and I remember you. Director Yang, I'm in class three. People say my class is good, warm and happy. Cool guy, charming girl. All old classmates, get together again. Number two is me. This is the desk and chair. Learning depends on the results, ranking me a few. Don't think about it. Zhixiang, I'm at the bottom. So I ignored the farmers. Alone, in the corner. Handsome men and beautiful women have no common language. Lonely and lonely, with me. Who is singing? Mice love rice. I don't know who is still in love with you. Don't complain, can't be together. It's the sky that makes beauty. Let me choose you. Don't be shy any more. Don't pay any attention to me. Class three has you and me, sharing the wind and rain. Two years is a long way to go, now. Don't say sorry if you fail occasionally. Your ambition should be doubled, and the auspicious clouds will bless you. Laziness is an eraser, diligence is a pen. Staring at the blackboard in silence. Don't copy your homework. Do it by yourself. Lonely class three, lonely men and women. How simple the thought is, it belongs to you. One hundred years of solitude, solitude is one's own. I have a hope, hope class. Class members, for the public, not for themselves. Unity and friendliness, warm class. Memory test, hate is English. Chemistry and physics. I prefer history to geography. No one can believe it. I love Wen but I don't care. Life is precious, give up who allows. Love is more expensive, so I choose you. Why choose class three, because I love you! The legend of class 6 (4) is written by one of my classmates. Her writing style is exaggerated. Please forgive me
They are determined to be the first class in the past. I borrowed a lyric from the cartoon "tiger returns home": "I like your loveliness, your self-confidence, and I don't give in to defeat. I can go through all kinds of hardships and don't care." Six (4) class is through the wind and rain, after the vicissitudes of life, finally to see the rainbow. In this difficult course, class 6 (4) has made great achievements.
In the rope skipping competition in Jinqiu, class 6 (4) won the championship in succession. Except for the fourth prize in the female group and the champion prize in the male group, all the other prizes were won by us. In golden autumn, there is golden earth; in golden earth, there are golden fruits; in golden fruits, there is golden joy; in golden joy, there is golden harvest. The joy of victory makes class 6 (4) intoxicated. The smiling face of victory makes class 6 (4) intoxicated. The lucky angel and class 6 (4) go to the glory of victory together