Mu, a student of Young Journalist Class of Yantai Branch of Juvenile Journalism College

At the beginning of the Spring Festival, the young reporters of Yantai Branch held a talent show, and the young reporters, parents, leaders and teachers of Yantai Branch all participated.

Use the small host to "give you the wings of birds and let you soar in the blue sky of news;" Give you fins to swim in the Wang Yang sea of literature; Give you a farmer's plow and let you cultivate the green land of words. Let's show our talents to the fullest! " The words opened the prelude to the talent show of small reporters. The little reporters sang and danced: solo and chorus; Play the flute and piano; There are combination performances and solo performances; There are solo dances and group dances; There are poems and calligraphy; Allegro, speech ... it's really the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, showing their magical powers. Lu Dean's singing and the chorus of teachers and parents pushed the talent show to a climax.

The judges judged six excellent programs, seven other people and I won prizes from the club, and the students who participated in the performance got a souvenir. At the same time as the talent show, the reporter interviewed the parents at the scene and asked them about their views and feelings about the event. Parents also unanimously praised the activity. When children show their talents, their self-confidence has also been strengthened, which is of great benefit to their future. I hope the news section can hold such activities frequently.

Unconsciously, the morning passed and we reluctantly left the meeting. After returning to China, I thought to myself: I am very lucky to join the small reporter class of Yantai Branch of Journalism College. In the new year, I will strive for better results with excellent results.

I like the sea in my hometown.

Mu, a student of Young Journalist Class of Yantai Branch of Juvenile Journalism College

Yantai is a beautiful coastal city and one of the most attractive cities in China. I was born and raised in Yantai, and I am often proud of it.

My family lives by the sea, and I can see the sea on my way to and from school. It is common to walk and play by the sea. I am surprised by the noise and roar of the sea. The vastness of the sea makes me sigh. I am always intoxicated by the sea.

I like watching the sea in my hometown in the morning. When the sun is about to rise, the sea water on the horizon has been dyed golden yellow by the sun, and the place where Tianshui meets is the most beautiful. When the sun rises to the horizon, my face seems to have struggled hard, so big and so red, and the sun shines on the sea, so beautiful! At this time, the sea seems very calm and the sea feels particularly blue. The breeze blows on my face, which is especially cool.

I like watching the sea at noon in my hometown. When the sun rises high, the blue sea is more boundless! The burning sun shines on the sea, and colorful apertures flicker on the sea, just like the small bubbles I blow with soapy water at home, which is very beautiful.

I like watching the sea in my hometown at night. At night, the sea is dark blue. There is a full moon and shining stars on the sea, which is more charming under the light of seaside buildings.

I love the sea in my hometown, and I love the sea in my motherland even more. It is vast, magnificent, colorful, charming, intoxicating and lovable.

It's all because of birthday presents.

Liu Yuhong, a young reporter class student of Yantai Branch of Juvenile Journalism College.

On March 6, it was the weekend, and my mother rarely took a lunch break. My mother suggested taking a nap, and my father was not at home. I happily held my pillow and the birthday present I just got, and ran to my mother's bedside, lying beside her, talking to her and playing with the birthday present-it was a transparent glass ball with a diameter of 12cm, in which two lifelike dragons were carved.

Put it down, stop playing and have a rest.

Reluctantly, I put the glass ball on the windowsill beside the bed. The sun is warm and the room is warm. Soon my mother and I entered a sweet dream.

Suddenly I heard my mother calling me and pushing me, and I was still confused. This is not good. How can I feel there is smoke in the room? I'm wide awake. I quickly checked the reason. It turns out that the quilt we covered is smoking. My mother carried the quilt to the bathroom floor. I quickly took a basin of water and poured it on the quilt, and the fire went out. I saw a big black hole burned by the quilt.

Why does the quilt catch fire? Oh, it's a birthday present, a glass ball! It is this glass ball that caused the trouble. At noon, sunlight forms a focus through the glass ball, points to the quilt and lights it.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. I dare not put this birthday present-glass ball anywhere again. Fortunately, my mother and I responded in time this time. Imagine if I put it on the windowsill casually, neither my mother nor I are at home. Once the focus is on lighting household items, the consequences are unimaginable.

As a birthday present, the incident that caused trouble brought losses to our family-burning a quilt also made me gain knowledge-and I understood the principle of glass focusing, and I should also answer that sentence: Happiness lies in misfortune, and misfortune lies in misfortune.

I like Dai's teacher

Cai Zhuoqian, a young reporter class student of Yantai Branch of Juvenile Journalism College.

People often say that teachers are like mothers, which is true. Our head teacher, Miss Yang, takes care of us, cares for us and encourages us like our mother.

I remember when I was in the second grade, I just transferred to the bilingual experimental primary school. I was very scared and had to face so many strange faces at once. The first thing I saw was teacher Yang, the head teacher. Her eyes are like black gems, shining with loving eyes. Seeing her amiable appearance, my uneasy mood suddenly relaxed. Teacher Yang always has a sweet smile on her face and takes care of us like her own children.

Teacher Yang is particularly concerned about us. Our classmate is ill. Teacher Yang always asks him what's wrong, and then sends him to the infirmary. That time, I got sick. When the teacher found out, he called me to his side, asked me what was wrong, and touched my head. At that time, my heart was warm, just like my mother came to me.

Teacher Yang not only cares for us in life, but also is no exception in study. Usually we often encounter some difficult problems, and the teacher always takes pains to explain them to us until we understand them. When I first transferred to a bilingual experimental school, my academic performance once dropped to the point of losing my original self-confidence because of the inadaptability of my living and learning environment. It is with the kind care, care and encouragement of Teacher Yang that I have adapted to the environment step by step, regained my confidence and achieved excellent results.

I love Miss Yang, the head teacher.

My Deskmate

Wu Meixuan, a student of Young Journalist Class of Yantai Branch of Juvenile Journalism College.

She has a round face, a pair of small and intense eyes embedded in it, and two small dimples in her mouth. She looks good when she smiles! Like sweet wine, it is intoxicating. She has black, ear-high bright hair. Although the hair is not very long, it looks very suitable for her face. She is tall and thin, looks very weak, but has the virtue of suffering in life; Have the spirit of progress, courage and helpfulness.

I remember that it was Friday, and it was her rotation day. As the shift leader, after she finished her work, she saw that her classmates who were sweeping the corridor and cleaning the wall had not finished. She forgot to wipe the sweat off her face, so she took the initiative to join hands with Qi Xin and Qi Xin. While working, he said happily, "You are all tired, go back and rest!"! Let me do the work by myself! I'll wash this rag and go back at once. " With that, she ran to the bathroom with a dirty rag. Looking at her distant back, her footsteps are as light as swallows. I thought to myself, "What a good classmate! She is diligent and worth learning from all of us."

She not only works hard in life, but also ranks among the best in study! Usually, if she doesn't understand anything, she will take the initiative to ask for advice until she understands it. Some students know nothing in their studies. She will take the initiative to help others, and even give up her spare time and take pains to explain until others understand.

However, some students in our class are afraid of being dirty and tired in life and are unwilling to work hard in their studies. Here, I sincerely hope that all students can learn from her and try to be good students.

Do you want to know who she is? I'll tell you what! She is Cheng Yuting, my new deskmate.