1, recalling me in kindergarten before-"Jingle Jingle ..." As the bell rang, my friends who played with me rushed to the classroom. I stood there and shouted to them, "Oh dear! Why are you leaving? " "There are classes." The partner responded. "How do they know that class is over? Just that string of bells? Isn't that the bell for class? " There are countless question marks in my little brain.

2. The bell is like the horn of the charge, but its arrival seems to have greatly exceeded the math teacher's expectation. He asked the students doubtfully, "Did the bell ring just now?" After getting a positive answer, the teacher had no intention of leaving the classroom at all, so he picked up a piece of chalk and said, "I'll keep you for a minute or two and I'll make a few more questions, okay?" After a short pause, the teacher ignored the eyes of the protesting students and concentrated on copying the questions.

The war drum rang again, and this time the red scarf was passed to Xiaojun. Xiaojun stood up smirked and consciously counted "one frog ... five frogs, five mouths, five eyes ..." "Hahahaha ..." The students all laughed, with five eyes. "Rinrin Bell ..." The bell rang, and the usual students rushed out. Today's students ignored the bell and continued to play games.

As soon as the bell rings, the small playground suddenly boils. Some people jump rope, hit sandbags, kick keys ... Laughing and cursing make Mr. Hai have no time to join our skipping game, and jump much more with us, "one", "two" and "three" ... The rope shakes faster and faster, just like Mr. Hai.

The bell rang, and my classmates and I walked out of the lecture hall laughing and talking. As I walked, I thought: This open class is really interesting. Although it is over now, the scene of class always flashes in my mind.