Beautiful and lovely clothes, playful and moving clothes, let me instantly become a little adult. Yes, after a while, my friends and I will give a dance performance on behalf of our Class 2! I have unprecedented excitement and curiosity, but I am as nervous as a deer.
After the announcer walked off the stage, we walked on the stage! God, the audience is crowded, and the pressure is enormous. Their eyes are all on us, which seems a little sharp. Like invisible ammunition, it makes me shrink back. I'm afraid I'm in front of so many people for the first time. At that time, I had never seen a big scene, and my legs began to weaken and my brain began to get confused. I finally couldn't help it. I cried with a wow. Tears kept flowing, as if I couldn't stop getting off the bus. This seems to be the release of my soul, my little experience and the pain I have accumulated in my heart. It stained my beautiful clothes. The teacher said anxiously, What's the matter with you? You are so ashamed. Don't cry. A lot of people are watching you. ..... Hearing these words, I was even sadder and kept crying. I don't know whether to hate myself for disappointing or to be afraid of these sharp eyes.
Grandma also came up to comfort me and said that I was the best. But I cried all the time, even out of breath.
The teacher took the students to the stage first. Only my seat is empty. I stopped crying. I looked at the seat that should have belonged to me for a long time, and I was very unhappy. I always feel like crying but I can't.
I walked to the teacher with my head down and sobbed, grabbed a corner of the dress and said timidly to the teacher, "Well ... Miss Hong ... I, I want to jump." I don't know where my courage comes from. It seems that there is a little giant in my heart that makes me strong.
The teacher was very surprised. His eyes reveal the joy and gentle warmth that can't be concealed. He repeatedly said, "Hurry up, hurry up, it's not too late."
I ran onto the stage without thinking. When I run, my eyes never leave my seat, never.
I quickly stood in my seat. The friends were a little surprised, and so were the audience. I didn't care about this. I stood in my seat again, and I regained my dazzling light. I listened to the music carefully, danced with the rhythm of the music, and danced my own style. This sky and this stage belong to me.
There are tears in the corner of my eyes, and my breathing is still a little unstable. At this moment, instead of bowing to these, I am more depressed and energetic. My light is even more dazzling. I am still a bright star standing in the middle of the team again.
I ended the dance with a perfect ending. At this moment, my mouth gently lifted upward, and I smiled, from my heart. That is heartfelt happiness, heartfelt confidence, and I have no regrets or tears.
The audience clapped, and the applause was lasting and powerful. I looked at the smiling faces in the audience, happier and more proud than ever. I am the protagonist, radiant.
Just like a stone, it can be smoother only after many hardships. I have been experiencing all kinds of difficulties in growing up: the pain of falling to the ground, the sadness of repeated failures, and countless tears ... but if I can find experience in it, I will benefit endlessly.
That's how I grew up.
Today is a traditional festival in China-off-year. I am very happy and excited to rehearse in Xiaoxing English School and prepare for the performance in the evening. The teacher said that tonight's Spring Festival Gala is the biggest in the 30 years since Xinyu was founded, so we must be serious on the stage and not make any mistakes.
1 o'clock after lunch, come to the art center for rehearsal early. The director has been pointing at me, and I have to practice again if I can't practice well.
But I think this activity is very meaningful, tiring and worthwhile, at least it can exercise my courage.
At about 7: 30, with the numbers appearing on the big screen, the audience was counting 10, 9, 8, 7...0 loudly. A burst of gongs and drums sounded and the program began. Colorful lights shine on the stage, very beautiful ... in this dance music, the party begins.
The next program is more exciting, with acrobatic performances, sketches and biographies of two people in the Northeast.
After the curtain call, I reluctantly left the art center, still relishing the atmosphere of that day!
The composition about the party spent a happy semester together and reached the long-awaited party.
The party will be spent in the joyful atmosphere of New Year's Day.
The whole class will come to the get-together. During this period, the headmaster and other directors will come to our class.
20 12 12 get-together started in our class, and everyone entered the class one by one with excitement.
This time, the students arranged many programs together, such as grabbing chairs, stepping on balloons and delivering packages.
When I walked into the classroom, I felt that the whole classroom was full of happy atmosphere.
Colorful flowers are hung on the lamp and blackboard, beautiful pictures are painted on the blackboard, pictures about New Year's Day are posted on the doors and windows, and desks used for study are also placed in a circle.
After everyone arrived, the teacher in our class began to organize the first game ―― grabbing chairs.
Everyone had a good time, even if they were eliminated, they were not lost in their hearts and kept smiling on their faces. The first game ended with the laughter of the students.
The second link is to execute the program you prepared in advance.
Some people sing, some people dance, some people tell jokes, and some people say cross talk. It's really wonderful! The last classmate showed us magic. Everyone was dumbfounded after reading it and applauded again and again. It's amazing! The party is coming to an end. Let's exchange snacks, talk about the arrangement of this holiday, and repeat the jokes and magic we just performed.
In this way, the party ended successfully.
Everyone lined up together, humming songs, and walked out of the campus happily together.
An essay about a happy party 400 words Happy Experience Party, everyone should have heard of it and experienced it.
I am no exception.
In my heart, there has always been a party that I can't forget, and it is still fresh in my memory.
I still remember that day, the teacher told us that our class would have a get-together in the last two classes this afternoon.
We were all happy from ear to ear, singing excitedly in our mouths, and the class suddenly became lively.
Three small hosts proudly stepped onto the platform. Wang Tongkai, the male host, loudly announced that the party would begin now. Wang Xinran and Li Yunjie confidently stepped onto the stage and told us some funny jokes, which made us laugh.
Soon, Wang Le, the singer of our class, appeared. She sang Moonlight on the Lotus Pond for us.
Beautiful singing attracted us all to the realm of singing, as if watching the bright moon by the lotus pond. What a pleasant thing! , but it will soon be temporary, "Ding Dao.
"The bell rang.
In the past, as long as the bell rang, we would jump three feet high with joy, but now, this annoying * * * ruined our good time.
Alas-with a sigh, the teacher seemed to see through our minds and said, "We still have a chance to drive in the future, ok?" "yes! Ok! " We answered with one voice.
Although this happy party ended soon, I will never forget the happy feeling at that time.
Let's cherish happiness together and travel happily in colorful childhood! I forgot to tell you the number of questions. I want to answer the composition about giving my seat to XXX. As we all know, giving up your seat is a good behavior, and it also represents a person's civilization and self-esteem.
Just let me take you to a touching place.
One day, my mother and I went to John Wan Library to borrow books. When we come back, we take bus No.58 to go home. The bus was crowded with people, very crowded.
At this moment, a sister offered her seat to me, and I quickly said, "Thank you so much, sister.
"At this moment, an old woman got on the bus, and I immediately went over to let her sit in my seat. At this moment, my mother said in my ear, "You didn't take care of yourself and gave your seat to someone else.
"I immediately interrupted my mother and said," You can't be so selfish and generous, what's more, she is a widowed grandmother! "Through this incident, I finally understand the truth of helping others. If people want to live a long life, they should do more useful things.
When I got home, I said something kind to my mother. I think my mother will understand the truth of this matter.
Another Sunday, my mother and I went to the library to borrow books. This time, we took the No.20 bus home. On the way, an old woman came over. This time, my mother really took the initiative. Needless to say, she gave her seat to the old lady.
When I got home, my mother happily said to me, "I finally understand the truth of helping others."
"As long as people give a little civilization, our city will become better!
Attend a charity party, write a composition, and let the light of love light up the world.
"When an unfortunate disaster suddenly strikes, personal strength often seems so small, so insignificant, so vulnerable.
The Red Cross, like an umbrella with magical power, has propped up a clear sky of love for people in trouble and let people in trouble enjoy the light of love.
Everyone is familiar with the column "Service Pioneer". Naturally, everyone will never forget a touching story about Feng Jinhua reported in this column.
This used to be a very happy family. With the good policy of reform and opening-up, Feng Jinhua's career and family have both gained a bumper harvest: he has been engaged in long-distance selling of chickens and ducks for many years, and although he gets up early and works hard, his income is considerable. A small building with a cost of more than 100,000 yuan quickly stood out, showing a solid foundation for a village that is not rich to enter a well-off family early. Coupled with a pair of clever children, it is even more desirable, so Feng
However, one ruthless car accident after another crushed the family he had worked so hard to build and had high hopes for.
Suddenly one day, Feng Jinhua had a car accident.
The driver died on the spot. Although Feng Jinhua survived, he was dying.
The huge compensation of the dead driver and the payment of my huge medical expenses have plunged this family that has just entered a well-off society into poverty in a blink of an eye.
In order to compensate and treat the disease, the Feng family sold all the property that could be sold and owed a large amount of debts to the bank and relatives.
However, the devil of disaster did not stop there.
Shortly after Feng Jinhua's car accident, his son became a ghost under the ruthless wheel.
Feng Jinhua's own car accident was not healed but he was heavily in debt, and his beloved son was taken away from his young life. It never rains but it pours.
The warm and happy family in the past will never be seen again, but now it seems to be an abyss of pain and despair: the young wife can't accept and face all this for a while, so she chooses to passively escape, proposes to divorce her husband and wants to leave; Feng Jinhua himself was desperate at this time. He tried to end this miserable life with a rope.
At this critical moment, Feng Jinhua met the savior-the Red Cross appeared in front of him! After hearing about Feng Jinhua's unfortunate experience, the Red Cross timely sent 43,000 yuan of life-saving money to Feng Jinhua at the critical moment.
With this aid of 43,000 yuan, which embodies the Red Cross and social care, Feng Jinhua's desperate heart has raised the sail of life again.
At the same time, the Red Cross cadres personally do Feng Jinhua's wife's ideological work, moving with emotion and understanding with reason, and finally make this woman who can hardly stand the blow to provoke the burden of motherhood again.
A family on the verge of breaking is good after all!
12 On February 30th, I wrote a 600-word composition with an unforgettable party as the theme. It's sunny and sunny. I participated in a dance performance called "Baby's Memory, Happy Growth", which is also a special report on the work of our dance teacher Li.
When I stepped into the studio, I was immediately attracted by the beautiful stage scenery.
I saw clusters of pink, purple and blue balloons decorated in front of the stage, with six potted plants with leaves as big as one meter on both sides, and then a high green curtain decorated with white snowflakes. The most striking thing is the stage background, with strings of small lights hanging, which are like twinkling stars in the night sky against a deep purple curtain.
Coupled with swaying colorful lights, the stage was beautifully dressed.
The performance officially began. The first program was when I was a baby. A group of lovely little girls are lying on the stage, stretching their arms and shaking their calves at will with the accompaniment of music. The image of a baby immediately appeared in front of my eyes.
As the program continued, the baby grew up and performed two dances, Baby Can Walk and Step on the Rain for the First Time, which explained the innocent and lovely image of the baby.
The fourth dance is our turn. Our program is "The First Dream-Being a Soldier".
More than 20 students in our class wore camouflage uniforms, berets, black boots and lightning gloves, and danced rhythmically with the accompaniment of the powerful music of Soldier Doll.
We acted in unison and shouted loudly. Kicking, crossing, vertical crossing, and sweeping the legs are one after another difficult, and the audience under the stage applauded for us.
Just as the lyrics say, "Soldiers and dolls are determined to win, not afraid of wind and rain, and exercise to defend the country", we danced vigorously and really set a great ambition to exercise from childhood and defend the country in the future.
In a standard military salute and warm applause from the audience, our dance ended.
Next, our teacher Li came on stage. He performed with a group of boys, Lin Yuan's hero.
I saw that they were all dressed in green uniforms, white ponchos and cotton caps, and they were running on the stage in neat rows. Teacher Li made a big jump, jumping high and steady, and the horizontal fork in the air was straight and flat, which won a full house applause.
Sometimes they run in the beautiful forest, and sometimes they gallop on the snowy plain, and their eyes are bright. Accompanied by music, Yang Zirong was played to life.
Then the students performed dances such as Whispering for the first time, Going to School for the first time, Joining the Young Pioneers, Carrying My Big Bag, Happy Birthday, etc.
These dances are telling the story of our growth, as if they were happening around us. They look particularly kind. Looking at them, we can't help but recall the years when we grew up and the scenes when we grew up.
After the dance performance, Miss Li returned to the stage surrounded by students. The audience applauded warmly for a long time. Everyone applauded warmly for this diligent, dedicated and talented teacher.
We ended the performance with cheers. This is really an unforgettable dance!
Look, there is a festive atmosphere in the classroom! You can see colorful ribbons and lanterns in the distance, which are very beautiful.
At the party, the students performed many colorful programs.
Some performed beautiful dances, some sang touching songs, some performed funny sketches, and some students took part in interesting activities.
What impressed me the most was the game of stepping on balloons.
Wang Sijia and I are the green team, and the other two teams are the red team and the yellow team.
One of our legs is tied together with a balloon.
The game is on! I said to Wang Sijia, "Step on red first, then step on yellow! Quick! " We quickly moved to the red team, bang! Ha ha! The red team * * * withdrew.
But it didn't last long. I saw the yellow race coming towards us and we left quickly. When the yellow team saw the "fat meat" flying, they turned purple with anger and came at us.
We immediately stepped into a ball with the yellow team and fell.
We struggled to fight again.
Then we fell down again, and even my glasses flew out! Right here, I took advantage of the chaos and the balloon exploded. We finally won! In laughter, the party ended.
Lu Yuxuan's Birthday Party Today is Lu Yuxuan's birthday. I am honored to be invited to participate, and I became a "VIP Supreme Member". Besides me, Xuan also called Wang Rencen, Ying Ci, Zhou Yi, Wang, Huang Xingchun, Lin Luye ... and Wang Luojia and Yan Kexin who didn't come.
Xuan Er wore a long pink lace dress, beautiful hair, a little perfume and a pair of shiny shoes today.
She still wears her usual smile. When the adults saw her, they said, "Lu Yuxuan, you are so beautiful today! Like a famous little princess.
"Xuan son will blush! Where is it? Where is it?
When all the students were here, we began to play games. The first game is a crossword puzzle. I guess two, that's right.
So I got the trophy.
"The second game is" Picking Flowers in a Hammock ". The rule of the game is that one person sits in a hammock, two people shake it, and the person sitting in the hammock picks flowers from the tree.
We are grouped together, me, Lu Yuxuan and Zhouyi.
A group of others.
Liu Yuxuan sat up, Zhouyi and I pushed hard and pushed the porch out.
I finally picked the flowers and threw them away.
We lost.
The third game is hide and seek. The rule of the game is that the number of losers reaches 50, and the winners hide.
I won. I hid in the closet without being found.
I was the first to be found in the second scene, because I was hiding in the quilt and could see.
Finally, we had a barbecue, with rice cakes, flesh and blood, and wings ... We were full and drank orange juice, banana juice and apple juice.
Birthday Today is Ying Yuqi's birthday.
I happily prepared my birthday present and walked on the path. The sun blushed with laughter, and the birds in singing in the trees danced as if they knew it was a wonderful time.
While humming a ditty, I walked to Ying Yuxi's house ... When I came to Ying Yuxi's house, I said to her with a gift: "Ying Yuxi, give it to you!" " "She smiled happily, laughing so sweetly.
We came to the stone pile to play treasure hunt, and every time we found a strange stone, we were happy from ear to ear.
I looked at the grotesque stone and shouted in surprise, "Wow! These stones are really beautiful! " When we found the stone, we climbed the stone mountain. Stepping on a smooth stone gives people goose bumps.
Sliding down is really scary! It's time for dinner. We washed our hands one by one and came to the table. We saw plates of delicious food, and our mouths watered.
I ate with relish. Teacher Zhang is holding a birthday cake. Everyone can't wait to see what the birthday cake looks like.
Open the cake, wow! The cake is really beautiful. There are two beautiful flowers on the cake, Hu Die, which are lifelike, as if flapping its beautiful wings.
We put in candles and lit a fire. The warm fire lit up every corner, so we sang: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you …" Ying Yuqi closed her eyes and made a beautiful wish for the cake. Everyone laughed, and happy laughter filled the kitchen.
Dad came to pick me up at night, and I reluctantly left. Happy birthday party, and I really had a good time today! Praise!
600 words to celebrate New Year's Day. Today is the first day of New Year's Day.
The students all arrive at school early.
As soon as you enter the classroom, you can see the four characters "Celebrating New Year's Day" in the center of the blackboard.
The desks in the classroom are u-shaped. The table is full of delicious food, and there are many roses in bud, which make our classroom more beautiful and atmospheric.
"Now the party has officially started!" The host said.
Some play guitar, cello, violin, cross talk, allegro and singing. You really have everything.
But what impressed me most was playing the pipa.
"Next, Peng plays the pipa for everyone.
"Peng walked to the middle of the classroom with steps and sat down to play quietly. She plays a song, which sounds like a hundred birds contend, and it's really crisp and beautiful.
She seems to blend in when she plays.
Her music is smooth and beautiful, and my body and mind are intoxicated by it.
Soon, Peng's performance was over.
Ah! After listening to this song, all my troubles and worries were forgotten. Listening to a song, I seem to have gained countless spiritual food, and I can never get tired of listening to it.
After our class performed a program, the small audience echoed with warm applause.
It's my turn to play. Peng Yihang actually pronounced my name Zhao Xin. The following students said, "Wrong, it's Zhao Jia, not Zhao Xin." Peng Yihang said shyly, "Wrong, this is Zhao Jia performing magic for us."
I walked onto the stage, but my heart was pounding and I thought, "Don't screw it up".
Unexpectedly, it succeeded, and the students were dumbfounded. After that, everyone was eager to try, but unfortunately they all failed.
At the end of the program, we girls sang "Invisible Wings" together, which won warm applause from everyone.
Later, the boys joined in and sang us some songs.
It can be said that I lost my voice.
We improvised, and even the teacher couldn't help joining in.
After a while, President Guo came in. After we saluted, we continued to sing. President Guo listened with relish and was not bored at all.
We are extremely happy! Finally, in the New Year message, Long Tingwei generously stepped onto the podium and gave a team salute to Teacher Chen, saying, "Happy New Year to Teacher Chen!" " He bowed to his classmates and bowed down to pay New Year's greetings.
Two hours passed unconsciously, and the party was over! After New Year's Day, we are still wanting more.
Although our decoration is not good, our lively singing and classmates' friendship are incomparable to other classes!
1. The taste of being awakened by freezing is really uncomfortable (bitter). On the first day, because of the arrival of cold air, at night, we slept on a hard wooden bed, because the mat was very thin, and I was extremely cold. My feet were cold all night, so I couldn't cover the heat. Late at night, after I woke up from the cold, I climbed into my bed quietly and hugged him, just when I felt warmer.
Alas! This guy is not a friend! Reluctantly, I gritted my teeth and got into my cold and hard bed.
My heart hurts! Happy Digging Sweet Potato (Sour) The next day, our practical activity was digging sweet potato. We lined up with shovels in our hands and came to the vegetable field at the foot of the mountain. I was dazzled by the messy sweet potato vines, and I was busy looking at my partner next to me. I quickly opened up a sweet potato field and began to "start work". I saw a "Millennium sweet potato" a little high from the ground at a glance. Maybe the taro skin is wrapped too tightly in the soil, maybe I'm too afraid of hurting the potato, maybe my hand strength is too small ... that "Millennium potato" just doesn't appear.
I changed my tactics and plunged the shovel into the deep soil. When I turned over the shovel, the soil was dug away, but the "Millennium sweet potato" was still sleeping in the soil. I was red-eyed, put the shovel aside and grabbed the sweet potato vine with my hand. I suddenly mentioned that the vine broke with a bang, which made it more difficult to dig. At this moment, "Hercules" Dean came, and I begged him to help me like a savior. Shake it a few times like a driver's gear, and then pull hard. Finally, the "Millennium sweet potato" was pulled out. I took a closer look: I was dumbfounded. "Millennium sweet potato" has become "half-year small potato".
I shook my head and sighed "Alas!" That acid in my heart! The teacher helps make the bed (sweet). In the evening, we all turned off the lights and got ready for bed. At this time, there was a figure shaking at the door, like Mr. Yao. I thought to myself and quickly asked, "Who is it?" "It's Teacher Yao!" What a friendly voice! I sat up quickly, and so did all the other students. Teacher Yao asked, "Are all the quilts ready?" Suddenly, she found Zhang Xingyu's quilt and scolded: "What's wrong with this quilt, like a twist?" ? ! "At this time, all the students are twittering, Zhang Xingyu complained about quilt cover early in the morning.
Teacher Yao patiently helped him rearrange, checked every bed, found my bed, shook the quilt and said, "Oh, yours doesn't seem right either."
"I quickly said," yes, last night, I was cold woke up twice! "Without further ado, Teacher Yao immediately rearranged my quilt to make it comfortable and warm.
I plunged into bed. That night, I slept soundly.
2. In this practical activity, bitterness is so uncomfortable, acid is so unforgettable, and sweetness is so touching.
It is with so many ups and downs that our social practice activities are more colorful. Although a week's practice is not a hot summer, it can be said that we are lucky to work in the room. The hot air in the room sometimes makes us breathless. When we are active, we will soon sweat, and our clothes will soon get wet. Just one day, we will have backache or even backache.
But I soon found that my idea was incorrect. Although I am very tired, I always keep in mind the purpose of this exercise, and I will stick to it no matter how tired I am.
Because I know this is a test, only in this environment can we see a person's perseverance level.
Thinking about this, I will feel full of strength again. In the next few days, the idea of giving up rarely appeared. At that time, I felt that being full of energy and fighting spirit was the quality that a middle school student should have.
In these short days, I hit a wall and sweated, but I grew up. Society is a big classroom for learning and education. In that vast world, our life value has been reflected, and we have a better understanding of society. Our experience not only provides us with reference knowledge now, but also lays the foundation for us to win a place in the fierce competition in the future.
I hope to have such an opportunity in the future to exercise myself in practice.
Seven days may not be too long for life, but during these seven days, I got the most precious experience in my life, and these days will become the most precious memories in my life.
Although I have paid a lot of sweat these days and feel very tired, my willpower has also been honed from this exercise.
I gradually begin to understand why everyone wants us to participate in social practice more. We really advise that science and technology are the real meaning of the primary productive force.
This practice is an experience, a challenge and a fortune! Worth remembering forever. This activity took place in the fourth grade. A place has passed, but it is still deep in my mind.
I remember that morning, the teacher said to us, "Yesterday, I received an order from my superiors. In the afternoon, the female students in the class brought buckets, steel balls and mops, while the male students brought brooms and shovels. Students in our grade are going to clean Xiashan West Village.
In the afternoon, the whole class was ready to go, and even some students put on hats and gloves, which was simply a first-class cleaner.
Starting from the border of the West Village, some male students picked up brooms, gently swept a path of wrapping paper and plastic bags into a pile, then shoveled them into trash cans and took them to a nearby garbage pool for dumping.
In addition, the female students threw water on the wall, and then another group of male students followed the female students to clean up the "fresh cowhide" on the wall with a shovel.
After shoveling, wipe with steel balls and towels.
Almost finished, several teachers are still sweating.
It turned out that President Xie, who had just taken office, found a hut with weeds, mosquitoes and flies flying and mice jumping around.
So we borrowed some hoes.
After our weeding, there are no more weeds here.
It's all because of the masterpieces of President Xie and us children who are not afraid of being dirty and tired.
Looking at the cleared weeds, garbage and this brand-new open space, we will be full of sweetness.
Of course, the villagers also laughed.
I believe they will cherish our hard work. ...
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