Class 9, Year 7, is a united, friendly, lively and energetic class body. The class, under the leadership of Mr. Wu, strives hard and is active to become the best in their grade.
Every student in the class can feel the warmth of the class body. Remember, a student sprained his foot, had to come to school on crutches, action is very inconvenient. The students voluntarily extended a helping hand to him. Every day to help him up and down the stairs, to help him buy food. The students' meticulous care warmed his heart.
Our ninth class, the biggest feature is: vibrant, full of vitality. In the School Games, students for their class body to fight back one after another honor. The students who competed, put their best foot forward. Watching students are not idle. For a while, to help the students cheer; for a while, to help the students who just finished the game tea pouring water; for a while, to comfort the students who lost the game. It can be said to be very busy.
For learning, we hold a serious attitude. The first thing you need to do is to ask your teacher for advice. Good students, often use their time to help students with learning deficiencies make up lessons, so our class academic performance rose sharply.
In the new year, I wish the whole class all the best.
Complaining about our class
Six years ago, I officially joined the big family of (2) class, and in the blink of an eye, I will leave this family again. Over the past few years, how much warmth it has given me, how many memories ah!
Six years, under the cultivation of the teacher, I gradually grew up, and gained a lot of progress in academics and moral character. Recall that when I first entered the school, really a naughty and ignorant little girl. But now, has grown a lot of knowledge, and know a lot of human reasoning, no longer so young and ignorant, which is entirely attributable to the teachers over the years on my good teaching and care. This makes myself immensely grateful for the selflessness of the teachers and the warmth that my classroom community has brought to me. Without these, I would still be a child, not literate, not read, not to mention the hope of the motherland. This is really the warmth of the collective creation. Whenever the spring trip, the class cadres are always in the forefront of the car often also spread "please take the initiative to the teacher or the infirmity of the disabled students to give up their seats!" The road is bumpy, everyone is in a heavy mood, when singing to relax their mood; some students want to vomit, will be crowded with many people. We care about each other, help each other, take care of each other along the way, so that people y feel the collective warmth. As a member of the collective how good! It makes us feel the unity, feel the strength, feel the friendship, feel the humility, more let us feel the collective warmth.
Collective, the name is very kind, in this warm family, I learned knowledge, understand the truth, make friends, this is how unforgettable. I will remember the warmth brought to me by the collective.
Our class collective, my mother
When I was tired, she would give me a chair to sit in her arms, and then give me a few books to let me into the world of books.
In my studies I would encounter difficulties. Difficulties are a net, and I am the little bird that often gets trapped in the net. It is she who opens the net and lets me spread my wings and fly; it is she who gives me a piece of blue sky and lets me wrestle ----- in this world
Sometimes I am naughty and often want to do things I shouldn't do,. She wrote me on the wall newspaper "ten forbidden", as if to put me on the "golden hoop spell", so that I always overcome themselves, to overcome themselves, to educate themselves. I'm not sure if she's not like my mother.
When I was in trouble, she gave me a good environment, opened the window of my heart, let me see the beauty and splendor of the world, and blew the spring breeze of love into my heart.
A fierce storm came, and she said to us, "Children, come to me." We flung ourselves into her arms and felt immense happiness, warmth and joy. Wasn't she our mother?
When I was sick, she said to me, "Child, be strong, not only to overcome the disease, but also to study well, mom is here, you don't need to be afraid, classmates are all around you. You will get well soon." Under her care, my illness soon got better, and with the help of my classmates, I quickly caught up with my studies.
At a time when I couldn't find what I was looking for, she told me one thing: "Being in a hurry won't get you there." At this time, my siblings ----- classmates came to help me, and I thought, "They must have done what my mother said. This one thing, let me can not forget her ------- my class, my mother.
I will go to the world in the future, she paved a spacious and bright road for me, guiding me to glory and a better tomorrow. It's as if she is saying to me, "Success is right in front of your eyes, try to move forward! My son."
She is my mother, our lovely class group. I love her and I am going to protect her and dress her up more beautifully and movingly with my intelligence and achievements.
Our Class Collective
On the right side of the fourth floor of the main teaching building of Changchun No.1 Experimental Primary School's West Campus, the first class counting from the east, is our five-year eleventh class.
We have a warm class group, a caring teacher and some classmates who care about each other. All of us have been in this class group *** with learning and living for two and a half years, our classmates are all serious and responsible for it, everyone is using their own practical action to add color to it.
Remember once, the students are seriously reading foreign language in the morning: "I am a teacher ......" Suddenly, Wang Tian a little difficult, Li Dawei immediately told the class president Ma Liang, Ma Liang heard, and hastily brought a thermometer, a measurement! 37.5 degrees, low fever! Ma Liang said: "Quickly send him to the infirmary!" So he said, while organizing his classmates to take Wang Tian to the infirmary. The teacher in the infirmary gave him antipyretic medicine and Wang Tian got rid of his fever and was able to hold on to his classes. As if that wasn't enough, at noon, Li Ming gave Wang Tian the braised pork that his mom had brought him, and Wang Tian cried and said, "Ah! Thank you, my classmates are so nice to me!"
On another occasion, Fu Mingxuan swept the floor and picked up 50 yuan, he just wanted to put it in his pocket, but then he thought, "50 yuan, what a big amount of money, the person who lost the money must be very anxious!" So he gave the money to the teacher. In class, the teacher asked, "Class, who lost 50 yuan?" Liu Fei took a look at his schoolbag, and the book money that the teacher had recovered was gone, "Yah! I lost it! I lost it!" After class, Liu Fei said to Mingxuan, "Thank you so much. If it wasn't for you, I would have gotten a beating at home!" "It's okay, that's what I should do."
This is our class group! A collective of unity and love! Don't look at only fifty-four people, but each of us care about it and love it. Our whole class is honored and proud to live in such a class group!
My new class
I walked on my way to school with a cheerful pace, accompanied by soft sunshine, crisp bird songs, and a refreshing late-summer golden breeze. My heart was so excited that it was about to jump out of my chest. I had stepped onto the second rung of the ladder of life and was ready to begin my new life in middle school.
As soon as I entered, I was greeted by unfamiliar faces. I was excited and even a little embarrassed. I sat down in an empty seat with mixed feelings, wanting to get to know my new companions. The excitement made me forget all the words I had just thought of. I stammered and introduced myself to a classmate near me. This classmate was generous to me and said, "Hello, my name is Wang Che, I hope you can be my friend in the future." Two short sentences made me no longer embarrassed. Needless to say, I could tell from his sincere eyes how much he wanted to be friends with me. He, who is now our class president.
If I were to spend a month with Laozi, I might learn how to treat people with kindness, if I were to spend a month with Lu Xun, I might learn how to seize the day, if I were to spend a month with Lao She, I might learn how to observe life, and after I spent a day with my new class, I learned back how to treat, how to socialize with, and how to learn.
In the blink of an eye, I've been with my classmates for two months now, and they've gotten to know each other and understand each other. The friendship with each other has deepened.
My class is so lovely.
I would say, "I love my class group."
My class and I
Time flies, three years of junior high school life has come to an end. But I grew up with my class group ah! How can I not be fond of it?
Three years, but also long and short, a lot of past events have been quietly passing time and gradually fade away, but in the depths of my heart but there is a strand of how can not wave open, can not erase the memory, so that I can not forget.
The whole school held a fall sports meeting in the second year, and I signed up to participate in the project is the junior high school girls 800 meters long-distance running. The whole class watched me walk to the field of play as the race began.
The life committee member even ran to me and put a piece of chocolate in my hand, saying, "Compete for first place!" I smiled and nodded, and from his gaze, I felt trust and hope. Filled with confidence, I took a big step and stood at the front of the line. I believed that first place was mine.
200 meters passed, 400 meters passed again, my legs were a little soft, slightly slowed down the pace. Suddenly a sound of cheering came into my ears, and in the stands our classmates stood up, some of them on their stools.
My heart was beating so fast that I wanted to be first for the sake of our class as a whole! I swung my arms as hard as I could and lunged forward with such force that I almost fell over. The shouting didn't stop, and I could no longer hear what they were shouting.
With 200 meters to go, I realized that the runner behind me was catching up, and gasping for breath, I tried to shake her off, but it was too much for me. I ran hard, hated a step to the finish line, only to feel that the runner behind a gust of wind over me to go ...... The race was finally over! I came in second.
I cried, and our class ran over, helped me back to my seat, clothed me, and everyone encouraged me, comforted me, and said, "Second is also very good." My tears were more like broken beads that kept flowing down.
The life committee member bought another soda and brought it to me, saying, "In our hearts, you got first. We love you for that devoted effort." I stopped crying and laughed and yelled with everyone else, cheering for the other students.
This incident has been over for a long time, I have not forgotten, and what I have not forgotten is the 56 hearts that beat together ah! Such a class group, how can I not stay? I love my class, I love the 56 red hearts, I love the dedication.
Silent blessings in my heart, may we always do our best, may we have a brighter and brighter tomorrow