? 44.5 Geng Zidi
? "Hahaha, haha--" A strong laughter like thunder, like an invisible smoke enveloped the back playground.
Early in the morning, the sky is not yet bright, the afterglow of the night sky is still not dispersed, just as soon as I opened the door, and the wind and snow collided with a full embrace, a few pieces of snowflakes fluttered down to the cheeks, the vague coolness of sleep all of a sudden receded a large portion.
The snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and under the light of the streetlamps, they were like a jumping elf, spinning and jumping, and then they fell to the ground, paving the streets with a layer of white frost. I carry a heavy schoolbag all the way to pick the snow thick place to step, the soft feeling to bring me happiness.
After the first class, the school organized the whole school teachers and students *** with snow activities, students all put down their hands of books, teachers also suspended the busy work, with the excitement and joy, to the playground to run.
"Look at the trick!" Suddenly a large snowball flew into my field of vision, not waiting for me to react, the snowball was swiftly hit straight at me, followed by a succession of laughter. I was not to be outdone, launching snowball after snowball towards my target, completely leaving behind the bone-chilling coldness that the snow and ice brought to my palms.
The snowballs flying all over the sky made the original cold playground become full of vitality, and every corner of the playground was filled with children's innocent laughter and teachers' heartfelt laughter. Even the principal, who is not often seen on weekdays, also took part in it. Facing the 360-degree all-round attack around him, he felt inferior to the one person single-handedly, but still insisted on fighting alone and making a fearless resistance.
At this moment, there is no barrier between the students and teachers, all intoxicated by the snow and ice, enjoy the nature to our reward, and we as a return to nature, is from the heart of the laughter.
After a great party of laughter, teachers and students returned to the classroom as if they were not yet finished, re-invested in their own work, the campus seems to have returned to the calm, everyone's hands are cold, but the heart is warm.
? In our innocent years, treat each other with all your heart, so, engraved in your heart.
44.5 Zhu Zhengyu
? As the saying goes, "A smile, ten years less; a worry, white head." There is laughter everywhere in life, and there is a place by my side where laughter comes out from time to time, and that place is our class--44.5.
? In our class there is a big eyes, treacherous expression, often laugh, is our class is famous funny king - Liang Zihao. He often makes all kinds of "owe a punch" expression and action, or occasionally make some strange sounds, so as to attract the classmates to laugh.
? "Hee hee hee ~" listen, is my deskmate Wang Yuyang's laughter, his laugh is very much like a "retarded" laugh, excessive, exaggerated, insatiable. His point of laughter is very low, you see, his mouth a cocked, eyebrow a bend, shoulder a shake, it is to laugh, that laugh silly, sometimes make me also can not tolerate.
? There is also a very cold-looking Lu Wenzhao, I can not say that his laughter, because I have never heard him laugh at all, he just laugh every time, rarely laugh out loud, which is usually called a smile. His smile is very unique and he faces everyone around him with his unique smile every day, making us feel very comfortable.
? There is a student called Qi Yusen, a very bold class president, officer very serious, very spicy character, she is very smile, but also very optimistic, if there is sadness, a little smile on the past. Some students even called her: "not smile smile can not be people", let a person difficult to describe.
? Said class president, the next said is our vice class president. He is a student who often hangs a simple smile, don't see usually always laugh naive, but once encountered what is particularly happy, he will "hahaha ~" laugh "backwards and forwards", and even "overturned! "This laugh is our great vice class president Zhou Yunzhe's laugh.
? Youth here from time to time the sound of laughter, class president's laughter, classmates' laughter, friends' laughter can make me feel a most comfortable and harmonious feeling, such a smile is the most simple and innocent.
I hope the laughter here will never stop!
Laiwu Experimental Middle School? 44.5? Zhang Yino
? The eyes are shy, and the lips are open with a smile.
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? The time is passing, the water is flowing on the earth; in the twinkling of an eye, the youth, the passing of every second, the flow of every note.
? Create fun for yourself, let the laughter resident, open the fruit of happiness.
? A blooming childish heart
? When I was a child, the sweet and soft voice rippled like a blue wave in the heart of the years.
? The old alley, through the four corridors. The path is long, and the footsteps of the Qian Qian footsteps are crisp and soothing. "Zee", the bronze-colored small store door on this slightly open, the movement is a little slow. The girl gathered enough courage, pursed slightly rosy lips. Some hesitation.
? "Hello, I would like to make a wish into the lucky box." The girl's voice was slightly shaky, but still sweet and dreamy. The girl was so small that she could only pivot on her toes and look toward the long counter in front of the cabinet. Just like this, the toes fall together, wonderful back, like a white and flawless swan, on the floor to draw beautiful lines.
? "Cluck da haha." The girl actually laughed out loud. At this time in front of the eyes of a seemingly simple but carrying a child's dream of a thousand paper cranes, but hides a myriad of unknown mysteries. Open the cranes, a bunch of crooked but childish fonts into her eyes.
? It turned out to be the dreams and aspirations of countless children like her. There is no flashy language, and some of it is hilarious. In the small store, the girl sat on the bench, carefully scrutinizing the reading. Time seems to stand still like running water. Her long eyelashes, blinking like a dream. These children are people with stories inside, with their own big or small dreams, to the pawnshop added a few points of winter warmth.
? Here, the fun is endless, making you savor it; this kind of fun is not only a smile, but also a reward for the soul.
? Second, blooming pen and ink
? The girl also likes to collect, because she thinks that after ten years, this will be her most valuable treasure, bring her warm and moving memories. The girl sat in front of the desk, looking at five or six books aged and somewhat yellowed pages, but there is a novelty unknown to previous generations. The girl gently opened them with her long, tender and cool hands. The first page, is the girl's name and self-edited anthology, she reverently and slowly turned, there is a sense of ceremony long lost.
? That a book is the girl in elementary school when the composition, when the cultural level is not high, the past of childhood a rhetoric a algae are listed, too funny funny! The girl's laughter in the study came out in bursts, laughing, but the corners of the eyes are full of tears, spinning in the eye sockets. These essays as if the time and backward, re-experienced the general, the girl again remembered the joy of childhood, can not help but laughter spread to every corner of the study.
? The girl is the self of six years ago. Always like to shield themselves to a corner, alone to find fun, you can find another meaning of life. This meaning does not need a skit, do not need a second person, just with a pure heart, let here full of laughter, full of life.
? The sun is slender and transparent, and the years are quiet and ethereal. The girl outside the window a pink moonflower more and more delicate. The wind swept, the girl's hair swept over a butterfly, fluttering wings, talking about happiness, sailing to the happy station.
Experimental Middle School 44 class 5 Wang Wenhui?
Teacher: Zhou Yunxia
? The second the fireworks bloomed in splendor, it was the smile you never had.
? A one by one inscription
? The story takes place in a snow-white building.
? Here, you will often see men and women dressed in white coming in and out, and you will often hear
? the shrill sound of sirens fading away. The people who live here have the pungent smell of disinfectant in the air, and are all physically mutilated in one way or another; no one is whole.
? Behind the heavy metal gates were filled with the sounds of men yelling, women crying, and a sigh of relief from the shadows. Death is a regular visitor here, and people know that when they come here, there is only hope and despair, either life or death. A layer of unseen leaking clouds this white building, people used to call it "hell on earth".
? Here, there is always a group of children who do not know how horrible death is, and they are facing the intimidation given by life with a positive and optimistic attitude.
? They are a group of children who unfortunately suffer from bone tumors. The probability of getting this disease is only three in a million, what is this concept? That's the equivalent of flipping a coin twenty-two times in a row and coming up heads.
Fate is unfair to them, they are that three in a million chance "favor", should be carefree to enjoy the good time of childhood they, was wrapped up in fate into the ward, this tragic Shurai ......
? ? Those who desire to return to the normal life of the children, this is their fight "life" of the battlefield. However, the story here is not like a fairy tale, some endings are very sad, some endings seem to be good, but they do not have an ending.
The children here have dreamed of taking off their gowns, getting out of the hospital room, pushing open the thick iron door, going through the fog, holding their own weapons, fighting against their **** same enemies, and shouting "Get lost tumor gentleman". Behind them, mom and dad and the doctors came over one by one, and they said, life for anyone, in fact, is short, everyone is like a firework, will have their own most brilliant moment.
? In fact, the ward is not always full of sadness. Laughter can be heard here from time to time, after all, they are all still innocent children.
? In the Spring Festival of 2018, a firework bloomed in the dark night sky. That night, the gorgeous fireworks made people forget the pain and struggles of the year ......
Experimental Middle School ? 44.5 Hu Lingyin
? It's almost dawn on a midwinter morning, and even though it's cold, there's the vigor of a new day in the air. Strolling through the campus, hands heckling, every day I move closer to happiness.
? Here there are energetic teenagers, every corner of the campus, there are their laughter, like a small bridge, string of silver bells.
? The day before yesterday the language teacher organized a book report activity. Let the students combined with the book they read, it is converted into a story or program, in this way to deepen our impression, the students naturally also actively sign up. The class was noisy, and the excitement of the students seemed to overflow the classroom, accompanied by a burst of laughter, making the class boisterous.
? The program began with a performance that transformed the story into a stand-up comedy, and student A made everyone laugh so hard with his vocal performance.
? B students are also not willing to show weakness, called the helper D together put on a good show, in the form of program interviews to ask questions about the characters in the Water Margin story, but also really great. The applause of the students more than once warm, cheers, laughter, applause spread to every corner of the classroom. This short performance activities, the pressure on our studies and eliminate, like the Great Sage, but also to make a mess of the Heavenly Palace posture, the window passing teachers and students have to show their heads to look inside, this gourd in the end loaded with what medicine.
? A short session of book reports, as if driving away all the pressure of learning and gloomy atmosphere. In this place full of joy and laughter, with the little time left in our youth, we will work hard together to be the best of ourselves.
? 44.5 Zhou Yunzhe
? Laughter is the most joyful thing on the altar of youth.
? --Title
? She grew up in laughter. She is our class.
(A) The joy of snow
The snow of 2019 has unknowingly descended on the mortal world. The air elf in everyone's mouth even appeared, and even appeared as a white phantom.
"Went down to play in the snow! School is crazy? No matter, go down and play!" We headed towards the snowy playground, like a horse out of control.
? Outside, it was already icy. The snow sprites on the ground have clustered together, making the ground wet and cold. But we don't care. We have been looking forward to a year of snow, snow that can play snowball fights, came! I took the lead and plunged into the snow. At the low wall of snow, I took it in my hands, then gently rubbed it, and then lightly turned the tiger's waist and slightly relaxed the ape's back. I aimed at my companion's shoulder and flung the snowball far out, which made a graceful parabola. The snowball bloomed into a brilliant white firework in the air as it hit its target.
? "Haha, hahaha ......" the fatal blow. His companion turned around and quickly picked up a ball of snow and threw it with a laugh. "Still trying to hit me, no way!" . I hurriedly donned my hat and held my head for cover. As I was dodging a bullet and breathing a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt a chill in my neck. Who stuffed the snowball? I turned around angrily and saw Xiao Wang's "evil" eyes and dodging back. I do not care about the hand of the red frostbite, furious to go forward to "revenge". After the battle, I was so excited that I "got carried away". A foot horse lost hooves, a pier really sat on the ground. I am crying and laughing at the time, next to the classmates busy ran over and asked: "Are you all right?" I waved my hand: "Nothing!" But the heart is more than a ray of warmth.
? Originally, they could have taken advantage of the fire, beat me this "water dog". But instead, they asked me if I was okay or if I was in pain. They put the love of their classmates above the joy of snow and ice. In our hearts, the seeds of friendship will surely sprout in the snow, and eventually become a flower.
? (B) the joy of learning
? Snow is certainly fun, but in our class, learning is also full of joy.
? On the study to bring us the greatest joy, when it comes to the language teacher. The language teacher, the jianghu person "little red", but also do not know the name of the word. The first thing that you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The motto of "Little Red" is "This class, a certain student is lost in thought! As expected of a language teacher, her words were so funny that she surprised the whole class with her laughter. I also remember Xiao Zhang students once failed homework, Xiaohong stood up with a sword, said Xiao Zhang said: "You, is the deterioration of the mind, do not write homework properly, what is the behavior?" Xiao Zhang was so scared that his face was pale, and his classmates were laughing wildly below. But the language teacher was sometimes very harsh. Even to the point of being furious. Even sometimes angrily slammed the chalk box, and painfully reprimanded a classmate.
? Here to personify a sentence "Tengwangge Preface": "Tengjiaoqi Feng, the little red man of the word of the emperor; purple electricity and green frost, language teacher of the arsenal." I hope I can respectfully sparse short quotes, so that I can also please sprinkle Panjiang, each pouring land and sea.
? Our love for the language teacher, but also the love of learning, but also for this four years of junior high school.
? Here is full of laughter, of course, in addition to laughter, there is a strong learning style.
? Listen, here from time to time issued laughter. That is the sound of sixty-five students laughing together. The class that emits laughter from time to time is our eternal class five.
? Laughter stops, the room is quiet, snow rush, people leave.
? 44.5 Wang Haodong
In these four years, the laughter here is unforgettable. Everyone in the class misses it, and it is our classroom.
In the classroom, everyone is very nervous to fight for the midterm examination, but sometimes it is not so, and everyone laughs. Because we can only find the truest self here, and bloom a big smile here.
And in the language class, "the wonderful story of the Water Margin is told". In math class, "class is a very serious thing, there should be a sense of ceremony". "Look at other people's seventh class". "Undercover" in English class. Teachers in physics class don't have a tacit understanding of new technology. "You've got to change" in Politics class. Teachers' wonderful quotes often hit our funny spots. Pleasant laughter echoed on the fourth floor of the school building, more imprinted in the heart of each of us.
? What I remember vividly is the scene of the language textbook drama performance. Students enthusiastically signed up to read and act out famous books to keep their roots. The students were all involved and happy because in it we could see that every student was growing and improving. We wrote, directed and acted in the textbook play, the content is novel and close to life, so that students laugh with each other and enjoy themselves. This most beautiful picture is unforgettable.
? This piece of ordinary but extraordinary things, often cause us to laugh from the bottom of our hearts. This is our brilliant youth symphony. The beautiful campus, unity and progress of the class, is the paradise and fertile ground for each of us to grow.
Time flies, time is like an arrow, a turn of the eye four years past, looking back only a trace of smile hanging on the face.
Here is full of laughter and reading. Think of these four years, crying and laughing. We went all the way, all the way with each other, shoulder to shoulder, stride forward.
A sentence, a thing, a person can be remembered in the heart, this little memories are our most valuable memories.
? Looking at yesterday's we walked away, waiting in the center of the fate of the square, the vague shoulders, the more running, the smaller. Once side by side forward partners, after raising a cup of blessing will go their own way.
? But when we think of this place full of laughter, the smile will overflow my heart.
Laughter comes from here from time to time
? 44.5 Chen Xinkai
? The snow dashed and danced, drowning out everything but the echoing laughter that still resonates through the clouds.
? Walking on the old road covered by snow in the past, looking at the standing building - Shuimu Qinghua, the heart of a million feelings. Ramblings have not yet ended, has walked to the teaching building where we had classes before. From afar, I saw "Shuimu Qinghua" a few dazzling big words. The orange-red walls have faded in color under the erosion of time, and the walls are also covered with traces of age.
? Turning the corner and stepping with a foot, the green pines are always green, but the flower fields have withered. The loose snow covered the withered flowers, covered the evergreen pines, and there was snow everywhere, and everything seemed to be so blinding. Walk up the not-too-high, not-too-short staircase to the small hallway on the first floor. Push on the iron door that leads to the interior of the building, it is locked. Walked towards another door in the opposite direction of the iron door and upon closer inspection, it was unlocked. For a moment, I was ecstatic, gently pulled open a small gap, looked around for a week, did not see anyone, which tiptoed in.
? I dug out the memories that have been snowed under for two years, and with my intuition, I walked to the door of that one familiar classroom. Looking at that both familiar and unfamiliar door, there are too many feelings in my heart.
? Climbed into the classroom from the small window in the wall, saw the layout that was similar to the previous one, the table, the chair, the lamp, the wall, a picture flashed in front of my eyes, a string of laughter also played in my ears, everything seems to have just happened, everything is so real.
Sitting in my original position, recalling the past hilarity, the past hustle and bustle, the past that cheerful laughter, with the past everyone.
Standing up, stretching out his hand want to grasp tightly in the hand, those beautiful scenes but to broken, that joyful laughter also gradually dissipated from my ears, leaving behind only the silence of the classroom and I.
The first time I saw a new classroom, the first time I saw a new classroom, the first time I saw a new classroom, the first time I saw a new classroom.
? The light of the setting sun shines through the small window on the door, pulling the shadows of the tables and chairs in the room longer and longer.
? I silently left through the window in the wall, not disturbing the silence of the place. After all, I had left this place, and there were others who had been here before me, and there would be others who would come here after me. One group after another will memorize this place, and this place will become the memories of one group after another. I, too, am just a passerby who came here to make laughter pass here.
? There is a saying that goes, "Veterans do not die, just fade away." I think that the memory is not forgotten, just being deep: laughter is not scattered, just being forgotten. But we have a long way to go.
? Just the moment I turned to go, I heard a different kind of laughter coming from within this classroom again, but that laughter was also so cheerful, so bright.
Laughter comes from here from time to time. ?