For thousands of years, human beings have many beautiful qualities and emotions endowed by God, and a strong sense of responsibility is one of the beautiful lights shining in the hearts of loyal children.

On the express train of time, I saw the figure of Lin Xiangru, the figure of Qiang Qin, and the poised expression. The king of Qin's air of relying on national strength now looks so pale and powerless in front of heroic spirit. What gave Xiang Ru such great confidence? Have the responsibility to protect Zhao's people from being imprisoned.

In the bright candlelight, Zhuge Liang is writing something. Yes, on the eve of his graduation, he must have a lot to say to his late master, who was always worried about him! "Do your best, and die …" After writing, he couldn't help looking up at the sky, his eyes shining. What keeps Kong Ming awake at night? Have the responsibility to repay the former emperor's kindness and help the later dynasty to strengthen the country and enrich the people.

Under Yueyang Tower, the surging river beats the riverbank; On the Yueyang Tower, Fan Zhongyan couldn't help shouting, "Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later." What makes him so emotional? This is a responsibility to people all over the world.

Lin Xiangru, Zhuge Liang, Fan Zhongyan, these great figures have all left their own glorious strokes in the long river of history. They take the pursuit of people's happiness as their responsibility, which is an extremely precious emotion.

There are also such "ordinary people" around us, shining with the light of responsibility. With a strong sense of responsibility, these ordinary people have a new title-"Touching China people".

Yang Liwei carries the dream of flying of the Chinese nation, successfully completes the great mission entrusted to him by the state and people, and shoulders the sacred responsibility of traveling in the vast universe.

Ren Changxia, as a woman, is playing tricks among vicious gangsters, shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting people's lives. Although the result was sad and strong, he still won the love of the people all over the country.

Yao Ming is a little oriental giant standing in the distant foreign face of the United States, and he has the expectations of countless American fans. His duty is to show foreigners the enthusiasm and perseverance of China people. He did a good job, he took responsibility, and he didn't live up to his mission.

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They left us a lot of feelings. It is these responsibilities that weigh on their shoulders, and it is their courage to take responsibility and live up to their mission that makes them brilliant.

Cicero said a lot about responsibility: "We are not born for ourselves, but the responsibility entrusted to us by the state." Lewis's words are even sharper: "Although responsibilities sometimes make people tired, people who don't perform their duties and work hard are just cowards and out-and-out waste!"

Friends, let's shoulder our respective responsibilities! Let's inherit the excellent qualities that God gave our ancestors! Let the light of responsibility pass to us forever, and shine more and more! Our class group

Class 9, seven years, is a United, friendly, lively and energetic class group. Under the leadership of Mr. Wu, the whole class worked hard and made progress, becoming the first in grade.

Everyone in the class can feel the warmth of the class. I remember a classmate who sprained his foot and had to come to school on crutches, so it was inconvenient to move. The students volunteered to help him. Help him go upstairs and downstairs and buy him food every day. The meticulous care of his classmates warmed his heart.

The biggest feature of our Class 9 is its vigor and vitality. At the school sports meeting, students won back one honor after another for class sports. Students, do your best. The students are not idle. Cheer on the students in the competition later; Help the students who have just finished the game to serve tea and water later; For a while, comfort the students who lost the game. Really busy.

We take our study seriously. If you have any questions, please ask the teacher immediately. Good students often use their own time to help students with learning defects make up lessons, so the academic performance of our class has soared.

In the new year, I wish the whole class all the best.

Praise our class collective.

Six years ago, I formally joined the big family of Class Two, and in a blink of an eye, I'm leaving this family again. Over the past few years, it has given me many warmth and memories!

Over the past six years, under the cultivation of teachers, I have gradually grown up and made great progress in my studies and morality. Recalling when I first entered school, I was really a naughty and ignorant little girl. But now, I have gained a lot of knowledge and learned a lot about being a man. I am no longer so young and ignorant, which is entirely due to the teachers' persuasive teaching and care for me for many years. This makes me extremely grateful, grateful for the selfless dedication of the teacher, and grateful for the warmth my class has brought me. Without these, I am still a naive child, I can't read, I can't read, and I won't be the hope of my motherland. This is really created by this warm collective. Whenever there is a spring outing, the class cadres in the class are always at the forefront, and there is often a saying in the carriage, "Please take the initiative to give your seat to the teacher or the sick students!" The road is bumpy, everyone is in a heavy mood, and always sing to relax; Some students feel sick, so many people will flock to them. Everyone cared for each other, helped each other and took care of each other along the way, which made people deeply feel the warmth of the group. How nice it is to be a member of the group! It makes us feel unity, strength, friendship, humility and collective warmth.

Collective, the name is very kind, in this warm family, I learned knowledge, understood the truth, made friends, unforgettable. I will remember the warmth brought by the group.

Our class, my mother.

I am tired, she will give me a chair to sit in my arms and give me some books to let me enter the world of books.

I will encounter difficulties in my study. The difficulty is the net. I am a bird that is often trapped in the net. It was she who opened the net and let me fly high; She gave me a blue sky, let me struggle in this world.

Sometimes I am very naughty and often want to do something I shouldn't do. She wrote "Ten No" on the wall newspaper for me, just like putting on a "golden hoop curse" for me, so that I can always beat myself, beat myself and educate myself. Don't you think she looks like my mother?

When I was in trouble, she gave me a good environment, opened the window in my heart, let me see the beauty and splendor of the world, and blew the spring breeze of love into my heart.

When the storm came, she said to us, "Come to me, son." We threw ourselves into her arms and felt extremely happy, warm and happy. Isn't she our mother?

When I was sick, she said to me, "Son, be strong, not only to overcome the disease, but also to study hard." Mom is here, you don't have to be afraid, your classmates are all around you. " You will get better soon. "Under her care, my illness soon recovered, and with the help of my classmates, my study soon caught up.

When I couldn't find what I was looking for, she told me, "impatience can't achieve my goal." At this time, my brothers and sisters-classmates came to help me, and I thought, "They must have done what my mother said. All these, I can't forget her-my class, my mother.

I will go to the world in the future. She paved a spacious and bright road for me and guided me to a brilliant and beautiful tomorrow. She seems to be saying to me: "success is just around the corner, try to move forward!" " My son. "

She is my mother, our lovely class. I love her, I want to protect her and make her more beautiful with my wisdom and achievements.

Our class group

On the right side of the fourth floor of the main teaching building in the west campus of an experimental primary school in Changchun, the first class from the east is our five-year 1 1 class.

We have a warm class group, a caring teacher and some caring classmates. All of us have studied and lived together in this class for two and a half years. All the students in our class are serious and responsible for it, and everyone is adding luster to it with their own practical actions.

I remember once, students were reading a foreign language in the morning: "I am a teacher ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Li Dawei immediately told the monitor Ma Liang. Hearing this, Ma Liang quickly brought a thermometer to measure 37.5 degrees, with a low fever! Ma Liang said, "Send him to the infirmary quickly!" So, as he spoke, he organized his classmates to send Wang Tian to the infirmary. The teacher in the infirmary gave him antipyretic, and Wang Tiancai's fever dropped, so he was able to stick to class. That's not enough. At noon, Li Ming gave Wang Tian braised pork brought by his mother. Wang Tian cried and said, "Ah! Thank you for being so kind to me! "

On another occasion, Fu swept the floor and picked up 50 yuan. He just wanted to put it in his pocket, but he thought, "50 yuan, what a lot of money! People who have lost money must be very anxious! " So he gave the money to the teacher. After class, the teacher asked, "Students, who lost 50 yuan?" Liu Fei looked at the reading bag, and the book fee recovered by the teacher was gone. "ah! I lost it! I lost it! " After class, Liu Fei said to Xuan Ming, "Oh, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would have been beaten when I got home! " "Never mind, this is what I should do."

This is our class group! A United and friendly collective! Although there are only fifty-four people, we all care about it and cherish it. All our classmates are proud to live in such a class group!

My new class

I walked on the way to school with cheerful steps, accompanied by soft sunshine, crisp bird songs and refreshing golden wind in late summer. My heart is so excited that I want to jump out of my chest. I have stepped into the second step of my life and am ready to start a new middle school life.

When I entered the door, I was greeted by strange faces. I'm so excited that I'm even a little embarrassed. I sat in an empty seat with mixed feelings and wanted to meet my new partner. Excitement made me forget all the words I just thought of. I stammered to introduce myself to my classmates nearby. This classmate said to me gracefully, "Hello, my name is Wang Zhe. I hope you can be friends with me in the future. " Two short words make me no longer embarrassed. Needless to say, you can see from his sincere eyes how much he wants to be friends with me. He is our monitor now.

If I stay with Lao Tzu for a month, I may learn how to be kind to others; If I stay with Lu Xun for a month, I may learn how to grasp the time; If I stay with Lao She for a month, I may learn how to observe life. And if I stay with my new class for a day, I will learn how to treat people, how to communicate with people and how to learn.

In a blink of an eye, I have been with my classmates for two months, and they all know each other and understand each other. Our friendship has deepened.

My class is really cute.

I want to say, "I love my class."

My classmates and I

Time flies, and three years of junior high school life is over. But I grew up with my class! How can I not miss it?

Three years, long and short, many past events slip away at any time and fade away, but there is a memory in my heart that I can't get rid of and erase, so I can't forget it.

On the second day of junior high school, the whole school held an autumn sports meeting. The project I signed up for is the junior middle school women's 800-meter long-distance running. The game started, and the whole class watched me walk to the venue.

The life Committee member also came, stuffed a piece of chocolate in my hand and said, "Strive for the first place!" " "I smiled and nodded. From his eyes, I felt trust and hope. Full of confidence, I strode to the front of the team. I believe the first one is mine.

200 meters passed, 400 meters passed again, my legs were a little soft and my speed was a little slow. Suddenly a cheer came to my ears, and all the students in our class stood up in the stands, and some were still standing on stools.

My heart is beating fast. For our class, I want to be the first! I waved my arm hard and rushed forward so hard that I almost fell down. The shouting didn't stop, I couldn't hear what they were shouting.

It's still 200 meters short. I found that the player behind me was catching up, panting. I want to dump her, but I can't. I ran like hell and couldn't wait to reach the finish line. I just felt that the players behind me passed me like a gust of wind ... The game was finally over! I won the second place.

I cried, and my classmates came to help me get back to my seat and put on my clothes. Everyone encouraged me and comforted me by saying, "The second child is also very good." My tears are more like broken beads, which keep flowing downwards.

The life Commissioner bought me another bottle of soda and said, "In our hearts, you won the first place." What we love is your dedication. "I stopped crying, smiled and shouted with everyone, cheering for other students.

It's been a long time, and I haven't forgotten. What I haven't forgotten is the 56 hearts that beat together! How can I miss such a class group? I love my class, 56 hearts of love and dedication.

I silently hope that I will cry in my heart. Who should I contact? Laugh, wake who? "-I happened to see this sentence, the in the mind surges a little sigh with emotion. I don't remember how many times I cried or laughed. All I know is that those tears and smiles occupy a lot of space in the process of growing up. It turns out that crying and laughing are interdependent.

All along, I feel that crying is a symbol of vulnerability, which makes me shrink back. So I vowed never to cry in front of others again. So what if you're sad? What about the pain? Can crying solve all problems? I don't like those bitter tears.

Until graduation day, I miraculously shed tears. Perhaps the feelings accumulated in my heart for a long time are being released, or I am really moved. Six years of friendship, six years of life, once laughed together and grieved together, but now, they will go their separate ways. I can only say sorry to smile, because I can't control my emotions. I finally understand that crying is not only a representative of vulnerability, but also mixed with many emotions. Perhaps, this is also a way to vent feelings, but in different forms.

The word "laugh" is really complicated. When we are happy, when we are proud, and even when we are sad, we all laugh. So, if you laugh too long, will you cry longer? Some people say: smile, ten years old. This is obviously an exaggeration, and its original intention is only to make people have an open-minded and cheerful attitude. This kind of mentality is bound to be good, but who can laugh all his life? Therefore, it is good for people to live in harmony to convey this happiness, even if it is short-lived. Do you feel warm when someone helps you in wrestling? On the bus, do you feel extremely moved when someone gives you your seat? Yes, we don't need to pursue the so-called "happy paradise" excessively, as long as we can laugh happily, because any gorgeous language can't compare with smiling.

I admit that we can't control our emotions correctly now. But think about it from another angle, right? In this carefree and carefree sea of youth, we swam to our heart's content. When we step into the society, get in touch with more people, things and things, and learn more about the world, I'm afraid we won't have the energy to swim again. Because then we were no longer children. Therefore, there is no need to deliberately hide yourself. If we want to grow up, we must show our truest side and let ourselves live more wonderfully.

Even if laughter and crying are short-lived, we still cherish them. Because tears and laughter record the bits and pieces of growth. Eyebrows are bent down, and those emotions will show up one day!

This family always does their best. I wish everyone a brighter and brighter tomorrow!