Every time I walk into the classroom, such a scene comes into view. Several girls whispered in the sun, occasionally giving out a few crisp laughter; The "naughty bag" in the classroom is still so naughty; But there was a small chalk head lying quietly on the ground, and no one paid attention. Looking at this "chalk head", I suddenly found that we use sunlight and rain to cultivate students to thrive, and chalk is like a small earthworm, which loosens the soil for us and makes literature spread better. I deeply feel that life is this piece of chalk, which has been sprinkled on the blackboard with its thin body. ...

Life is a piece of chalk, not a pen, a brush or anything else, because both pens and brushes can be used many times, and you can write for a long time as long as you absorb ink. Chalk is not like this. It is always worn and decayed, and it will be less every time it is used. It's like time slips away from us day by day and never comes back. In view of this, we must cherish our life time-we should know that the more we use chalk, the shorter it will be. ...

Life is a piece of chalk. With the help of our hands and unknown spirit, it still faithfully does what it should do every day without a complaint. It teaches students new words, arithmetic and English, and makes them progress bit by bit. Not as bright as electric lights, not as happy as TV, not as interesting as lively and lovely swallows. But its colorful colors can also create a pleasing picture and write intoxicating articles.

Life is a piece of chalk. It also means that in this article of life, if we make a mistake, write another word or even write a sick sentence for some reason, we can gently erase it with the powder of consciousness, then wipe out a new blank, reconsider and write down our new life. It is not terrible for a person to make mistakes. The terrible thing is that we dare not face it and are unwilling to correct it.

Life is a piece of chalk, which radiates essence every day and dedicates a short life until it becomes smaller. We can use it to design a blueprint full of joy and longing for our future and draw a dynamic sketch for our tense and fulfilling life.

Life is a piece of chalk, which also gives us such a powerful inspiration-to be a man, you must have a straight body and a simple personality. The white soul of chalk fluttered from our hands, falling minute by minute and falling on our clothes, dotted with pear-like poetry. Just like it, have a pure heart and always stand tall!

The life of chalk, I finally understand …