1 "childhood" is a beautiful word. If you miss it, you will never come back.
The word "back to childhood" is silly, but it is what I yearn for most.
"Goodbye as a child" is a real word, but it is the last thing I want to say.
How soon can I have children? This unanswered question is what I want to ask most.
When I was a child, I often put the prince and princess in my heart and often imagined that fairy tales would appear in front of me.
Now I have forgotten the prince and princess and fairy tales, because I have grown up.
When I was a child, I often fantasized about growing up and looked forward to growing up every day. Because I think when I grow up,
You will have your own world. You can put wings on yourself and let yourself fly.
Now I'm singing "Don't Want to Grow Up", eager to go back in time one day and let me go back to my childhood.
Can make me feel the innocence I have forgotten again.
When I was a child, I liked to snuggle in my mother's arms. Looking at the stars all over the sky and listening to the stories my mother told me,
Feeling the unique warmth of my mother,
Now, such a scene has been confined to my memory. Because such a scene can never happen to me again!
Because I have grown up.
When I was a child, I liked the stars all over the sky because I thought they were beautiful.
Now I prefer the night sky without stars, because it is more beautiful and intoxicating, so that the silent sky can make me
Temporarily forget the vanity, cold-blooded, heartless and so on in this world,
When I was a child, I was very strong. I won't cry when I meet anything, because I don't know the consequences.
Now I have become very weak, and the only choice is to burst into tears when I encounter something I can't solve.
I really want to go back to my carefree childhood. Now I'm still very tired, but I'll keep walking, because I know,
The scenery ahead is what I yearn for.
I really want to go back in time and feel my profligate yesterday.
I miss my childhood, really, really, really.
Autumn in October, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. Teacher Qi led us into the small garden of the school. The blue sky is endless, like a sapphire washed by clear water.
Banana trees have big leaves, like a huge fan. A gust of wind blows, and the green "fans" sway around, as if to say to us, do you want to taste my wind? If you do this, then you must catch something else. The banana tree is very tall, holding a few "weapons" in his hand, like a general who knows astronomy above and geography below. There is a small bamboo forest in front of the banana tree, which is lush. A bamboo stands there like a little soldier. There is a red maple in front of the bamboo forest. Some of its leaves are dark red, some are green and some are gray. A gentle breeze blew and several maple leaves fell to the ground. They are flying in the air like dead butterflies. There is a rockery under the banana tree, and the water flowing on it gathers into a small waterfall. The water from the waterfall flows into the river, making a "crash" sound. It seems to show off its beautiful singing to us. The river is crystal clear, like transparent blue silk, lying quietly in the embrace of the earth. There are several little turtles in the middle of the river. They seem to hear the call of their companions, swim to the shore quickly and take a leisurely walk with their friends on the shore. There are also some small goldfish by the river. They chase each other and play freely, as if to say to us, children, do you want to play with us?
The small garden in our school is really beautiful! Take a walk inside and have a look, how can it not be refreshing!
On a sunny morning, with excitement and the singing of birds, I came to school with a breeze and started a day of study and life, ready to meet another beautiful, happy and fulfilling book.
The whole school was silent, and I had to hear Lang Lang's reading sound, which immersed me in the world of books. I was fascinated by Lang Lang's reading sound, as if I had seen Wang Jiaxin climb the mountain and finally reached the ideal state. I seem to see morton hunt overcome his fear, climb down the cliff and throw himself into his father's arms. The short-term self-study made me feel the beauty and happiness of learning.
Time flies, so two classes, turned into feathers, floated away, never to be seen again. Then, we began to do morning exercises again. The energetic students were doing exercises, as if to say to the sky, "Look, how well we did! What a spirit! " Clear weather is a reward for everyone.
With the fruits of the morning's study, with happiness and bitterness, I began to eat, ate a delicious lunch and listened to wonderful music. A breeze blew and took away the students' hard work, fatigue, breeze and wisdom.
Just full of energy, the students started the afternoon class again and listened to the teacher carefully. However, not long after, they were immersed in the ocean of the classroom, floating in the "sea", just like a boat sinking into the bottom of the "sea" and could not be pulled out. The teacher's class is so vivid and philosophical. If only I could go up and down all the time!
Despite the teacher's criticism and the noise around me, my heart has been in the classroom and will not be blown away by a breeze like a fallen leaf.
One day's study and life is over, accompanied by the sunset, walking on the way home, it is time for students to say goodbye. I wish I had a time machine like Doraemon. The first thing I want to do is to go back to class and study for a day, but time will not go back. What I can do now is to study hard and not miss any class. I will study hard and make progress every day. I want to be a paper plane, ride the wind, fly over difficulties and hardships, and finally become an excellent student, blow the sailboat in my heart and let my ideal achievements sail.
Maybe every school has something strange. We just need to find it. There is such a magical place in our school that I discovered. It seems amazing.
Library-a magical magic house!
There is a reading class every Friday afternoon. As a junior high school student, I am curious. What is a reading class? Does the teacher take us to read the text? At the beginning of class, we stayed in the classroom and waited for the teacher to come, but in the meantime, the class was very noisy. Everyone kept talking until the teacher came. The teacher didn't lead us to read the text, but let us take a stand. I'm more curious. Where are we going? Standing in a row, the teacher repeatedly stressed to us: "Students, remember to put it back after reading." He also said that things like reading benefited us.
So, with curiosity, we went in. However, the teacher actually left? I am secretly worried: it's over, it's over, and it's going to be noisy again. After all, it's hard to be quiet in a room 100 people. Although I haven't been with my classmates for a long time, I have been with them for a week or two. My understanding of them is that the teacher can be quiet for a while, and the teacher has not fallen out. However, at this moment, I was dumbfounded. No one is noisy. They looked at the book and only heard the rustling of the pages. Moreover, two students accidentally bumped into each other. They didn't speak or make a scene, but bowed to each other and left. I can't believe it, it's beyond my cognitive range, and I can't help but sigh: this is really a magical place!
Reading time is always short, and class will be over soon. However, after the students who were still quiet in the reading room came out, they started their usual style: noisy. I am amazed at the magical library, the magical library. ...
I couldn't restrain my inner excitement and let my primary school classmates share my findings, but I was surprised to find that they didn't agree with me, thinking that this was my imagination and that I had read too many fairy tales. I looked down and began to doubt myself. Is it all my illusion? Mysterious, unhappy hometown. I went to ask my sister, and she said, "Everyone has a different understanding of the same thing, just like you and your classmates have a different understanding of an ordinary library." Now I understand.
Everyone sees things from different angles, so they come to different conclusions. Therefore, I firmly believe that the reading room is a magical house.
In the autumn of September, we entered junior high school with some novelty and dreams. The new campus, new environment, new classes, new classmates and new tasks have given us new expectations. The towering trees germinate from a small seed; The starting point of towering buildings is the common cornerstone; Tall and strong young people are brought up by ignorant and lovely people.
Seventh grade is an important turning point and a new starting point on the road of life.
The new semester has begun, which is both happy and lonely, and it feels very novel. Happily, I became a middle school student, entered a new learning environment, learned more knowledge and broadened my horizons; Loneliness is that there are fewer intimate friends after entering a new environment; To my surprise, the head teacher is actually a political teacher, and there are even "Qin Tianchi" and a small pavilion with pleasant scenery, a strange classroom, an ancient well and the humor of an English teacher.
The classroom with bright windows, clean blackboard and the sound of reading are all pleasing to the eye. It's just that the shape of this classroom is a bit strange. Why is it so hexagonal? In my impression, the classrooms in other schools are all rectangular, occasionally square, and I have never seen other shapes. Only our No.11 Middle School in Chizhou City has such a strange shape.
English class is not an important subject in primary school, but it is not in junior high school either. Junior high school English is very important, each class is only 45 minutes, but it is really "difficult" for us to finish so much content and understand so many knowledge points in a limited time! English teachers in middle schools are very professional. From "going to class" at the entrance to "goodbye" after class, all students with poor foundation can't keep up with the progress and don't understand the knowledge points. It's really half the effort! Our English teacher, Miss Dong, is different from other teachers. Although there are many courses and time is tight, Teacher Dong still plays with us while studying. At first, I was a little worried about whether the course would fall behind, but unexpectedly, the learning efficiency doubled. In class, our class always burst into laughter and has active thinking. It takes 10 seconds for others to remember a word, but our classmates don't even need half the time. This is playing with middle school. How can you get twice the result with half the effort? Why can't the learning efficiency be improved?
Well, which school will have it? If so, this school has a long history. Our 11th Middle School was founded in 1902 with a history of11year. At that time, because we were forced to have no water, the school organized workers to dig this well, so that we could "think of the source by drinking water" and remember "think of the source by drinking water".
New campus, new life. Our campus has a long history and our life is rich and colorful, which we will never forget!
Standing on Laixiu Bridge in Wenchang Garden of the school again, I can't see the beauty of that year. Let's beautify the campus, starting with me. Clear lakes, cheerful fish, bright flowers and dense forests ... have long lost their former elegance. Which clean and tidy classroom has long been defiled, which majestic and tall teaching building has faded, revealing a sad gray background ... The campus is monotonous and lacks vitality, and the space for students to move freely on campus is getting smaller and smaller. Cars are coming and going on the road, the market is buzzing, and the chimney of the boiler room emits black smoke, which affects the physical and mental health of students.
School is an important place for students to study and live, and it is the cradle for cultivating talents. From the moment students step into our campus every morning, you spend most of the day on campus. The school is your home, and you are the masters of the school. It is our bounden duty to protect the campus environment and create a fresh and beautiful study and living environment for ourselves. So I want to speak out, protect the environment and beautify the campus!
What is the connection between protecting the campus environment and our middle school students? I think these two things are closely related: because our biggest activity area now is the campus! We are students at school now and successors of the future society! Now we have formed a good habit of paying attention to public health, and when we grow up, we will become a new generation of successors to rationally use resources and protect the environment.
Protecting the environment and beautifying the campus have a lot to do with our daily hygiene. Our every move, every word and deed affects the overall appearance of the campus. As the successors of the future world, we have the obligation to pay attention to hygiene and morality and form a good habit of consciously safeguarding public health. As a middle school student, we should start from the small things in life, not because of small goodness or small evil.
We often see many students picking up peels and scraps of paper in every corner of the campus; Protect the beautiful campus environment with your own hands. However, we still have some shortcomings: some people still throw paper scraps and food bag waste; Others trample on the lawn; Deep footprints are found from time to time in the green belt of the school. Students, we are the masters of the school, and we should have a sense of responsibility. Bend down to pick up the peel, don't throw it around; Take a few more steps, don't cross the green belt and trample on the grass.
As everyone in the new era. We should earnestly establish a sense of responsibility for the times. Focus on the side, based on the campus. Bend down to pick up the peel, so starting today, the school requires students to start with small things. When you want to throw garbage, please walk a few more steps and put it in the trash can. When you walk and see the paper scraps floating on the ground, please bend down and pick them up. The school calls on all students to form a good habit of caring for my campus, keeping my health, not littering, and picking up rubbish whenever they see it.
The ancients said, "What you say must be done", that is to say, a person's language directly reflects his thoughts. Some people say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. I say that language is a mirror of the soul, and what kind of language you speak reflects what kind of person you are. If you want to be a civilized student, you must speak civilized words and be a civilized person.
If the campus is the window of social civilization, we students are the activity cards in this window. Thousands of business cards are stacked together, which is a heavy book. But what kind of books should we make? Is it a good book to spread civilization, or a bad book to shelter evil people from evil practices? I think the students' choice is wise and correct.
Let's join hands and work together for a better campus and a better tomorrow. I bring a small tree and you bring a pot of flowers, and the campus will become a paradise that everyone loves; You pick up a piece of paper and I wipe away a trace of phlegm. The campus will become a paradise that everyone yearns for.
7 "Where is spring?" Where is spring? There is spring in that child's eyes ... "A beautiful children's song" Where is Spring "is accompanied by the coming spring.
Spring girl came to every corner of the world with light steps. Spring breeze blows through the treetops, willow leaves turn green, and peach blossoms grow pink petals; Spring breeze blows across the earth, the earth is covered with green clothes, and the grass comes out of the dark soil and comes to a world full of fairy tales. Spring breeze swept our campus again. The campus that took off its winter clothes suddenly became full of spring and took on a new look. Look, how beautiful those flowers in the garden are. They smiled slightly and stretched out their arms, as if to show their beautiful posture. In the morning, as soon as the flowers wake up, they begin to dress themselves up. Dewdrops wash your face and the morning breeze combs your hair. They are like a beautiful princess, ready to go to the dance. The grass on the grass couldn't bear it any longer and decided to show its talents and win people's praise. Look, the grass is dancing. They twist their little bodies and shake their cute little heads, which are quite like dancers! How interesting!
In fact, we are just a small flower seedling, sucking the showers of knowledge and pouring fragrance. We are like a sapling eager to be a hundred flowers, and we all hope that we are the pillars of our motherland. In this sunny spring, the motherland has sown our seeds, and the motherland is looking forward to the harvest season. Let's work together, because we are the spring of the motherland and we are the tomorrow of the motherland!
Ah! It turns out that spring is on our familiar campus.
My alma mater, Xinbeijiang Primary School, is so beautiful! There are new plastic playgrounds, beautiful fountains, scholarly pavilions full of cultural flavor, vibrant small flower beds and English activity corners on campus.
And I like small flower beds, and I prefer the beauty of spring and small flower beds!
Whenever Miss Chun comes to us with a smile, she always brings vitality and vigor to the small flower bed for the first time. In the early morning, wisps of thin fog enveloped the small flower bed, standing there quietly like a little girl in a white gauze. As soon as I entered the path, the thick smell of mud came to my nose. A green triangle flower on the left bends its branches, as if to say to us, "Welcome to the small flower bed."
Go straight along the path, and you will find several small pine trees standing straight beside you, like soldiers in neat rows welcoming us.
When I walked into the small flower bed, the first thing I saw was the two crape myrtle trees, thick branches and new green leaves. How beautiful! From a distance, it looks like the commander-in-chief on both sides. The two eggplant trees next to them are evergreen all year round, and their leaves are swaying in the wind, like the tail of a small fish. How beautiful! On the grass, Xiaocao's younger brother absorbed the milk of the earth and kept drilling upwards. After many difficulties, he finally left the ground. Look at the small flower beds surrounded by many small trees outside, guarding them like soldiers. Suddenly, a few pleasant birdsongs came to my ears. It turned out that the swallow told us: "Spring is coming."
Every time after class, the students play hide-and-seek in the small flower bed, whispering, drawing and sketching, and enjoying the cool under the tree ... The small flower bed is full of songs and laughter!
I love my motherland, I love my hometown, I love my campus, and I love the small flower beds on campus even more!