"Class is over!" "Stand up! Teacher, you have worked hard! " The students bowed to me loudly and deeply.

Such a grand class ceremony, we usually only have it in open classes. Since entering the ninth grade, there has been no such ceremony for a long time because of the tight study time.

This is to let the students express their gratitude to the teacher with practical actions!

My heart is sour, and a feeling of moving comes to my mind. I bowed deeply and looked up, not knowing what to say. My eyes suddenly got wet. Looking at the students, some of them are wet with tears, some are immersed in them, and some are wiping their tears with their hands. ...

Oh, they are going to graduate, which is their deep attachment to the teacher! Never give up, never give up ...

I remember your confused eyes when you didn't do well in the exam, your shouts when you tug of war, and your cheers when you swore an oath for a hundred days. ...

I remember the smiles on your faces when I held the New Year's red envelope, the rolling sweat on your faces during physical exercise, the figure of you gritting your teeth and sweating profusely on the playground, and the hard exercises you practiced over and over again on the eve of the experimental exam. ...

In physical exercise, Zhao, Li Shanfeng, Du Bo, Niu Zhuangzhuang and Xu Shichang had to stop training because of leg injuries. Seeing other students flying around on the playground, I can only practice silently with my parents when I get home. Your heartache and pain are all in your eyes, and your teacher is also very anxious. Our hearts are also ups and downs, and our hearts are also bleeding!

Teacher Xu Hongyan, a serious and responsible class teacher, goes out early and comes back late every day, and every class is accompanied, working hard and taking pains; Teachers of any subject unite as one, and Qi Xin works together; Parents put up with hardships and are eager to look forward to it; Students study hard and their morale is high ... We laugh at your persistence day by day, your progress little by little and your rise again and again. ...

Many hardships in the world are tempered. One year of persistence and one year of hard work, you have grown up and become stronger! You are United and diligent, you are positive, you are optimistic and confident!

Students, graduation season, parting is not sad! Your wings are growing, and you will eventually soar in the sky! The teacher wishes you to fly higher and farther! Forging a stronger self, the teacher is here waiting for your good news!

I wish you all: be the first! I wish you a bright future!

Thanks for the company of parents and friends!

Thank you for your hard work!

"I write my heart by hand", and the composition is the students' true feelings. Please enjoy them one by one.

? 1, the days with my mother

Class 9 (1)? a surname

In the hot summer, the scorching sun scorched the earth. I was holding a 6 1 report card in my hand, smiling from ear to ear. Looking up at my mother's bright smile, I can't help thinking of the warm days with my mother.

In early winter, the cold is pressing. My leg suddenly stung during physical exercise. The results of the examination surprised me: I couldn't continue to exercise because of my leg injury. After coming back from the hospital, I sat on the sofa silently. The pale light on the white wall stung my eyes. My mother sat next to me, and the big palm caressed my head to comfort me and said, "It doesn't matter, I will only practice sit-ups at home in the future, and my mother will accompany you!" " "

I looked at my mother's eager eyes and nodded. Mother immediately found a cushion and spread it on the ground. She clenched her fist and said angrily that she would show me. Mother took off her shoes, bent down with her back to me, clumsily supported the ground with one hand, and some sat down slowly. She lay down, put her head in her hands, hunched her legs and shouted, "Look at this!" " "Then, I straightened up, put my hands on my head, gritted my teeth and blushed. Finally, my mother sat up. She smiled a little smugly. My tears have filled my eyes. How difficult it is for a mother in her forties to do sit-ups! But for me, mom is willing!

I slowly took off my shoes, put my hands behind my head and lay on the mat. The light doesn't seem so dazzling, emitting soft white light. I worked hard and made twenty at once. Gradually, my physical strength is a little weak, and my mother is cheering beside me. Her messy hair fell on her face, but her face was full of smiles.

I made a dozen more, but I couldn't hold on any longer, so I lay on the ground and rested. My mother also came and lay side by side with me and said, "How much did you do today? Let's record it. " "Stick to it in the future, mom will work with you!" I raised my feet and looked at the shadow on the wall. Under the light, on the wall, two feet, one big and one small, chased each other.

Accompanied by my mother, I persisted in the physical education exam. My mother also came to cheer me on during the exam. With my mother's encouragement, I got 6 1 unexpectedly. Looking at my mother with me, I jokingly said, "thank you, mom!" In fact, you are not fat at all! " My mother listened to my words, raised her hand and hit me and said, "Call me fat! In order to practice with you, my old waist is almost broken! " Attracted a burst of laughter.

Mom, thank you for your company and dedication. It's good to have your company!

2. Days with you

Class 9 (1)? Zhang Ziyi

The May breeze gently caressed my cheek, like your delicate hands.

Preparing for the senior high school entrance examination has reached the most critical moment, and the pressure suddenly increases and I feel very nervous. You are as nervous as I am.

In the morning, I got up in your soft voice, and I finished washing in the symphony of banging spatula. The symphony is drawing to a close, and delicious food has been put on the table. I grabbed chopsticks and began to eat, saving time to recite ancient poems. You spoiled and said, "Daughter, eat slowly, there is plenty to eat!" " "

I looked up at your face. My bright eyes were covered with thick dark circles and there were a few crow's feet in the corner of my eyes. My eyes are red and my nose is sour, so I quickly bowed my head to eat. When you leave, get up and go to the kitchen to get me bread and milk, and don't forget to say a few words to me.

In the evening, I hurried home after studying at night for fear that you would worry about me. It was too dark at night, and all the lights in the community were broken. I rode on the path. From time to time, wild cats appeared, as if playing with me. I was scared by this naughty wild cat and screamed repeatedly. I accelerated the pace of going home and looked up to see you standing at the door waiting for me. I threw myself into your arms, and my fear disappeared instantly.

After dinner, I sat at my desk and did my homework. You went back to your room.

The bright moonlight shines quietly on my desk, and it is already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. The lamp in front of the desk has tired eyes. Because I was thirsty, I went out and saw that the light in your room was still on, so I said to you, "Mom, it's time for you to go to bed. Don't wait for me. " You blink hard and say, "it's okay, mom is with you." Under my strong persuasion, you finally turned off the light.

At half past eleven, I finished all my homework. When I was sleeping, I looked at your room, and the light was still stubbornly on.

I don't know why, my eyes were instantly covered with a thin layer of water mist. I shouted, "Mom, I'm going to bed, so you should go to bed early." Then I turned off the light and fell asleep quietly. I don't know when the light in your room will go out and come on the next morning.

Mom, thank you! On the way of youth struggle, thank you for accompanying me all the way! I am not alone with you, and I am full of confidence with you! All the way forward! I will live up to you in the final exam!

? There is a spirit that belongs to me.

? Class 9 (1)? Dubo

Sad moonlight scattered on the earth, like a layer of silvery white frost covering the earth. Roadside, insects, frogs, car horns, the sound is endless. Everything looks so comfortable.

In the face of all this, I am uneasy and my eyes are blurred. The senior high school entrance examination is coming, but the results are still not up. What should I do? Why don't you give up thinking about my family's expectations and make my heart more uneasy. No, there is still hope! I still have to insist!

Didn't I stick to the physical education exam? I can do it! I must insist! Recalling the physical education exam a month ago, a spirit called persistence surged in my heart. I know there is a spirit that belongs to me, and that is persistence!

It was a sunny day. On the playground, there are cheers and shouts. It's my turn to play! The first item, solid ball. Bend over, hold the ball, bow your back, coordinate your strength, and think about the teacher's voice in your mind. I tried my best, "One, two, three, throw!" I finally broke out. The moment the ball landed, there were bursts of applause around me. I know, I made it! Then, the basketball dribbles around the post. I said to myself, "Don't panic, don't panic." I slowed down the beat, dribbled slowly, and finally passed smoothly.

The frightening 1000m long-distance race is coming! I know this is my weakness, and it is also the most crucial one in the physical education exam. Before the long-distance running began, I was still silently praying for God's favor. "Ready-let's go!" When the referee gave the order, we flew out like arrows. I squeezed into the middle of the line and tried to keep up with their rhythm. Slowly, I was exhausted and slowed down.

The team in front of me, like a black lightning, is about to disappear in front of me. Not to be outdone, I strode after him. "Come on, you can do it!" "Persistence is victory!" Shouts are in my ear. I gritted my teeth and followed the pace of my classmates in front. One step, two steps ... finally, we are getting closer and closer to the finish line! Ah! I see the dawn of hope! I hold my head up and chest out, sprinting at a faster speed! Fight! Fight! ! The moment I crossed the finish line, I knew I had defeated myself! I have surpassed myself! Persistence has made me achieve unprecedented results!

Thought of here, I feel relieved. Yes! The outcome is uncertain, you and I are both dark horses! Success lies not in strength, but in how long you can persist! I will stick to the last minute! Because I know that there is a spirit that belongs to me, and that is persistence!

I walked with cheerful steps, enjoying the bright moonlight and the songs of nature. Sing all the way and head home!

? There is a spirit that belongs to me.

? Old (1) Banma Hugo

"Without a little chill, where does the plum blossom fragrance come from?" I never thought that when I grew up with a golden key, I could still have the spirit of persistence after being tempered.

Entering the ninth grade, physical exercise comes as scheduled. "Jingle Bell", whenever I think of the bell ringing during recess, I will gnash my teeth at the ringing bell, which seems to be the most tragic reminder in the world and disturbs all my good moods. Maybe only people in grade three can understand it!

When the bell rang, we stood up, hugged the huge basketball and ran to the playground. Throw it far away, alas! The basketball is in the pit, so I hurry to line up. Before I could tidy up my shoelaces, the team swept away like the wind. Oh! God, I quickly tied my shoelaces and ran to the runway. It's not that I don't want to run, but I really can't run fast! Who makes me nutritious and fat? If I had known this, I would have eaten less and saved the ninth grade from this ordeal! I walked with difficulty, and every step, the muscles and nerves on my legs were barking wildly.

Really tired! I really want to slow down and have a rest!

"come on Come on! " "Hold on, don't give up!" I was moved by the teacher's shouts. How can I fail my teacher? So I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists and strode forward. Looking at the classmate in white, she is flying forward at the fastest speed, her long ponytail is beating rhythmically, and her skirt is constantly wet with sweat. Looking at her, my heart is full of strength, keep pace with her and go forward bravely. I can't even imagine how a person like me, who has never suffered a bit, keeps running 1600 meters again and again.

It is the teacher's encouragement! It is the company of classmates! This is my perseverance!

On the day of the physical education exam, I stood in front of the starting line with confidence. Encourage yourself silently and cheer for yourself! I can do it, I will do it! When the battle call sounded, I ran like a war horse, struggling to run at my own pace. Beyond one classmate after another. Sprint towards the finish line, and at that moment, my little universe broke out. Hold on! Sprint! I finally broke through the limit and got the perfect score I dreamed of!

From then on, there is a spirit called persistence surging in my heart. Give me encouragement and let me work hard. I can feel the blood of youth! That burning passion! That high morale!

This is the power of persistence! This is a noble spirit!

? 5. Meet your best self

? Class 9 (1) Xu Shichang

Persistence made me meet my best self.

Many hardships in the world are tempered. In the third grade, every day is monotonous repetition, like a tape, a person keeps rewinding and fast-forwarding ... I, in these tempering, keep insisting and keep growing and changing.

On the way home from school, the cold wind blew mercilessly, and the chill stung my nerves. The darkness was covered with dark velvet, and only the stars gave off faint light. The vague place where the earth meets the sky is the lights of the city. On the way, a few people walked sporadically ... They became more and more anxious and accelerated the pace of going home.

When I hurried home, my mother had cooked the meal. I quickly finished eating, picked up my heavy schoolbag and walked to the dormitory. My mother followed my footsteps and sat quietly reading, for fear of disturbing my study.

I hurriedly took out my homework in all subjects and took a deep breath. While it was still early, I was quick-thinking, and I started to do math, which was the most difficult subject for me to overcome. The simple question was finished quickly, and the last question became my "obstacle". I reviewed the knowledge points again and again, carefully read the questions again and again, marked the conditions in the questions, and then judged the reasoning, but I had no clue. I scratched my head and added an auxiliary line blankly. I even had an idea: this is the last question, which is very difficult. Even if I can't do it, the teacher won't criticize me. But look at my mother accompanying me, insisting silently and paying silently. What reason do I have to give up? I must persist and believe in myself!

Calm down and look at the problem again, but there is a feeling of deja vu. It's really "the mountains and rivers are endless, and there is no road to doubt, and heaven remains our neighbourhood." After careful consideration, I succeeded in solving that problem. After that, I finished my homework in all subjects one by one.

Casual glance at the watch, 1 1 point, anxiety welled up in my heart. Looking up out of the window, the dark night seemed to paint the sky with endless ink. Everyone in the community turned off the lights, and there was no starlight. The desk lamp opened its eyes wearily and the pale light shone on the paper-like wall.

Awake alone at night.

I have finished my homework, but I still have the task of reciting. Mother said, "it's too late, go to bed!" Son. " I pointed at the book, feeling very complicated: it's so late, the efficiency of reciting will definitely decrease, not to mention the length of ancient poems. If I stay up too late, my study efficiency will definitely decrease tomorrow. But if you don't recite it, you won't be able to keep up with other students. Thinking of this, I motioned my mother to sleep. Sitting at my desk, I overcame all obstacles and read again and again. Twenty minutes later, I finally learned the difficult ancient poems by heart, and I felt much more relaxed. Because of persistence, I met my best self!

How many beats can life have? When should we wait today? Youth is for struggle. At the crossroads of life in grade three, only persistence and struggle are our correct choices! Persist and meet your best self. Come on!