The second grade composition 1 has started. I don't want to mention how happy I am, because the new semester is coming, and I will meet my dear teachers and classmates. So I finished my meal early, chose a beautiful new dress, put on a red scarf, put on my schoolbag and set off.
On the road, at the school gate, on the street, there are many students, some in their parents' cars, some in buses ... they can't hide their inner joy and their faces are full of bright smiles.
The campus is still so beautiful, and the teaching building is still so tall, majestic and beautiful; Trees are like tall soldiers guarding the campus seriously; Students' white and clean school uniforms and bright red scarves on their chests make the campus more spiritual, beautiful and colorful.
I met many good friends when I walked into the classroom. We flew to each other happily, holding hands and jumping happily. At this time, the students talked with relish in groups of three or five. Some said where to play during the summer vacation, others said what good things they bought ... everyone was very happy.
Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling, melodious jingles rang, and the students rushed out of the classroom like galloping fast horses and came to the playground to attend the grand opening ceremony. At the opening ceremony, President Wang earnestly encouraged us to say: I hope students will go up a storey still higher in the new semester, study hard and live happily. After listening to President Wang's words, I made up my mind to get rid of my carelessness. I lost points in the final exam last semester because of carelessness. In the new semester, I will strive to make greater progress.
The new semester has begun. On a new day, I stepped into the school gate with great happiness, and a breeze blew head-on, which made people feel very comfortable.
I walked happily to our classroom. When I entered the classroom, only a few people came. I put my bag on the table. After a while, the monitor came. She said, "The headmaster asked us to line up at the school gate." We followed her to the school gate and I didn't know what to do. It turned out that the first-grade children were brought to their class, and then a small red flower was attached to them. A first-grade child came, so I put a little red flower on him and took him to class. At that time, I felt that I had grown up and was already a big sister. Oh, my God.
On the way, I remembered that I didn't know where his class was, so I thought: What should I do? Let's follow him first. I followed him round and round, and finally I was helpless, so I found someone else and finally sent him. After that, I repeatedly sent my first-grade children to class, and we didn't leave until the teacher said we could go. After lunch, we had a big cleaning. I'm in charge of grinding off the things protruding from the corridor with a cleaning ball, but there is one piece that I can't wipe off. The teacher wiped it off for me. After a while, school will be over.
Time goes by, a happy day has passed, and tomorrow is coming.
This year is the first lesson of the third year, and the theme is "My Dream, Chinese Dream". Dream is the key word this year. In the process of planning the first lesson, the great event we felt was the World Expo held in Shanghai. Among the various reports of the World Expo, one is about 100 years ago. About 100 years ago, there was a scholar named Lu. He has a dream that in 100 years, a bridge will be built between Pudong and Puxi, and many tall buildings will be built in Pudong and other places to host the World Expo. People around him say that he is an idiot, but history is his best witness. A nation with dreams, a nation that constantly looks up at the starry sky, can be a nation with a future, so we set this year's theme as "My Dream, Chinese Dream". I took four classes at the foot of the Great Wall, hoping to convey to the children the idea that everyone can be a dreamer, and every stage of life needs the guidance of dreams, and dreams need persistence and exploration. At the same time, our common dream may also become the dream of the country and China.
As a lecture teacher, Jet Li said that each of us has two hands. One hand holds up our own dreams and personal dreams, and the other hand holds up our national dreams and national dreams. If two hands can hold our dreams together, then each of our dreams can converge into our Chinese dream. This sentence can represent the idea of our program.
Today, we watched the special program "My Dream, Chinese Dream" of CCTV on the first day of school. In this program, I saw many China people whose dreams came true, but they were all children who grew up in ordinary families. But through hard work, hard work, not afraid of difficulties, and painstaking research, their dreams have finally come true.
After watching this program, Grandpa Yuan Longping, Uncle Jet Li and Brother Yang Mengheng gave me great inspiration. It turns out that everyone can dream. In this dream blooming era, I also have a dream, and that is to be admitted to Sun sun yat-sen memorial middle school. Because during the summer vacation, my parents took me to visit Memorial Middle School. I saw the beautiful scenery there, and then I heard from my friends that it was not only beautiful, but also good in teaching. But it is impossible for me to get into Memorial Middle School with my present grades, so I decided to catch up from now on, study hard, never give up, never be afraid, stick to the end and get good grades! Uncle Ma Yun in the program also said that "dreams always carry tears and sweat". I won't give up my dream because of a little twist. Dreams should be realized, not given up. Therefore, I hope that at some time in the future, I will stand on the classroom floor of Memorial Middle School with my feet, wear the uniform of Memorial Middle School, listen to the bell of Memorial Middle School, be a real student of Memorial Middle School, and realize my dream.
With dreams, our life is more exciting.
Today is the first day of school, and I came to the playground to attend the opening ceremony with mixed feelings.
The opening ceremony began. Snowflakes are here. They came slowly in their snow-white school uniforms, and they were not worried that they would be criticized for coming late. I really envy their freedom. They can float down slowly in a boat, sometimes dancing in the air with Fu's beautiful voice, and then quietly fall to the ground. At this moment, I am willing to give up this body that is only free than other things, but not free, to be a little snowflake with enough freedom.
Soon, it was the turn of the respected President Yi to speak, and her speech inspired me. Among them, when the headmaster talked about Li, several students knew him. I don't always follow the news, but I know nothing about Li Tianyi. Maybe a headmaster's speech just now attracted my attention and I didn't feel cold at all. Now our heads and shoulders are covered with snow and become motionless snowmen. At this time, the headmaster's words led me in again. He introduced Li Shuangjiang's son, Li Tianyi, who used to hit people with his car. Recently, he got drunk with some friends and killed a girl. How bad his behavior is! People are ashamed of him. He humiliated his father. We can't be like him
Now my blood is boiling all over and I don't feel cold at all. I see, feelings follow our hearts. As long as we focus on one thing, we won't be disturbed by the things around us.
The night before the beginning of Composition 6 in Grade Two, I felt a little nervous. The winter vacation brought me too much happiness, which is still vivid in my mind. When I get to school, I can't sleep until 8: 30 every morning. I must put my study first. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, thinking about school: have you really finished your homework, what to bring tomorrow, and how the students are growing up?
The next afternoon, I tidied up my schoolbag. I am right again and again, for fear of taking something less. I was very excited along the way, and soon I came to the long-lost campus, stepped into the long-lost classroom and met my long-lost classmates.
The first thing I have to do when I get to school is to hand in my homework. As soon as I saw the thick exercise books piled on the teacher's desk, I knew that my classmates had come much earlier than me. Several students in the seat are busy making up their homework. Strict teacher Li spared every student, and I became a member of the homework. If I had known today, why should I have?
Back to the dormitory, a group of three, a group of five, the students chattered, I haven't seen you for a month, and I have a lot to say. We didn't welcome any new students this semester, but none of them transferred.
The whole class is sitting in the bright classroom again, holding a new book with fragrant ink in their hands and turning it around happily. I read the first lesson of Chinese, grassland, as if I saw a beautiful prairie, with low wind and grass and low cattle. Mongolians have unique customs.
New goals in the new semester, I will work hard!
Today is the first day of school. I came to school happily with a brand-new schoolbag on my back and a neat school uniform.
As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw the new environment of the campus, which was shaded by trees. The campus is very clean and tidy, and the plants in the biological park grow vigorously.
Walking into the classroom, I saw the classroom boiling, and I saw my classmates talking about their interesting holidays. As soon as I opened my mouth, I laughed my head off.
Unconsciously, the bell rang, and we waited quietly for the teacher to arrive.
A familiar figure appeared at the door of the classroom, smiling. blazing with anger, dressed neatly as a teacher, proudly stepped into the podium. She is our teacher Zhong, and her kind smile seems to have returned to the classroom of Class 2 (6).
First of all, Mr. Zhong greeted us about the unpleasantness of summer vacation and the completion of homework. Then, Mr. Zhong emphasized several points for us. Then, Mr. Zhong announced the textbooks we were waiting for. After receiving the textbook, we read it carefully.
The first day of school is coming to an end, and students have to leave the classroom reluctantly, but they will never forget this first day of school.
School begins! The second grade composition 8 starts school! In a blink of an eye, we will draw a perfect full stop in the short and happy winter vacation and usher in a new beginning.
Today, on the first day of school, it was a little cold, and the cold wind seemed to be playing a song, like singing "Welcome, Welcome ……". I came to school with my schoolbag on my back, and it was very kind to see my teachers and classmates whom I hadn't seen for more than a month. I quickly walked into the classroom, found my familiar seat, put down my schoolbag, and chatted with my classmates next to me about how I spent my winter vacation. I see some students gain weight, while others are much whiter. Some students have grown taller, some students have cut their hair short, some students have put on brand-new clothes ... After a short winter vacation, most students have changed. Everyone told me a word, interesting things happened in the winter vacation, where to play in the New Year, what new things were encountered, and how many red envelopes were taken ... The students talked and laughed, as if there were endless words and things, and the hearty laughter spread throughout the classroom.
After chatting for a while, our teacher Zhang came and asked everyone to hand in their homework to the group leader as usual. Then some students went to the library to move piles of new textbooks, and new books with ink fragrance were sent to us one after another, and everyone couldn't wait to turn them over.
Unconsciously, it's past four o'clock. The teacher assigned homework, and then we finished school. We walked out of the classroom with relaxed and happy steps. I hope to devote myself to my study in the new semester.
The second grade composition began in a blink of an eye, and the happy summer vacation passed. When I stepped into the campus gate again, I felt that the campus was full of vitality at once. The flowers are brighter and the grass is greener, as if the young trees have grown a lot taller. And I have become the big sister of Grade Two! If you are a big sister, set an example for your little brother and sister in all aspects from now on!
I came to the fifth floor of our second grade, and before I entered the classroom, I heard a lot of laughter. Everyone chatted happily, and everyone seemed very excited. I hurried into this new classroom that belongs to us and integrated into this happy family.
There must be new goals in the new semester. In the second day of junior high school, I must study harder and get rid of some bad habits, such as writing typos often and doing homework slowly, so as to lay a solid foundation for the third day of junior high school. At the same time, as the big sister of the school, I should also care and cherish my little classmates and let them feel the warmth of friendship and virtue on campus. Keep a persistent heart!
In the new term, we must make new plans. In addition to finishing all the homework assigned by the teacher on schedule, I should be obedient and sensible children at school and at home, learn to help my parents do what they can, be a "little adult" and let my "little cotton-padded jacket" warm their hearts.
New semester, new atmosphere, I must be the best myself this semester!
The second grade composition 10 "Ding, Ding" began. Long-lost voice, different mood. The new semester has started again.
Today, the sun is shining. The grass, flowers and trees in the school are smiling. Welcome to our children. Look, the grass has taken off its yellow clothes and put on new light green clothes. Sister Hua is still so gorgeous, and from time to time, she bursts into a fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Brother Shu still stands tall and straight, like a soldier who sticks to our campus day and night. I walked briskly to the classroom. Although we have been apart for a month, I feel very kind when I see familiar faces. I call my classmates' names from time to time.
Soon, our lovely head teacher, Mr. Fei, came, and everyone shouted "Mr. Fei, Mr. Fei" in unison. The teacher walked to the podium with a big smile on her face. In a cheerful atmosphere, we are doing-cleaning the table, collecting homework, issuing new books ... Finally, Mr. Fei spoke a lot of words of encouragement and encouragement to the students in the new semester. In a word, let's study hard and be an excellent boy with all-round development in morality, intelligence and physique.
Today is a good start. I encourage myself with a famous saying, hoping for new progress in the new semester. -"If you are in full bloom, butterflies will come, if you are wonderful, God will arrange it!" Come on, Renard.