In our daily study, work or life, we always come into contact with compositions, which can be divided into primary school compositions, middle school compositions and college compositions (papers). What is the composition you have seen? The following is a vivid class composition I compiled for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.
A vivid class composition 1 "yeah, yeah!" Cheers came from the classroom. Why? It turns out that our class is going to play games! Before the game started, we all pushed the chairs under the table, so that we had a wider field.
The game began, and the teacher gave an order: "Turn around!" "We are all in circles." One, two, three, wooden head, don't talk or move. Touched by a little bee. "Teacher, read this. After racking my brains to think before, I made a gesture. After I put on the action, I looked at the others out of the corner of my eye. The whole classroom seemed to be frozen by the falling temperature, and it was silent. At the moment of being frozen, everyone else made a gesture that made people want to laugh. Some of them have big eyes and long tongues, like pugs; Some stand on tiptoe with open arms, like an eagle about to soar, while others hold their heads in their hands as if they were thinkers. The most interesting thing is Chen. He kneels on the table with a toy knife in his hand in front of his neck, just like a person who wants to commit suicide. At this time, the teacher announced that the game was over, and everyone came to life at once, still panting. My hands are numb.
Next is funny VS wooden head. Woodhead is Fang Rui, and I am the one who makes people laugh. The teacher said, "Go!" I began to tell jokes in an endless stream. However, Xiang didn't laugh at all. I thought to myself: it doesn't matter, I'm just having fun anyway. After I finished, Mao Xingyun and Chen Ke also took turns to speak. Mao Xingyun can also tell jokes. In the end, he was as helpless as I was. Finally, Chen went up. He changed his method. He opened his mouth with his little finger and opened his eyes with his thumb. He began to sing: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you …" Xiang shook his head desperately, trying not to laugh. But he didn't stop there. He continued to rub his face like a washbasin. With a snort, Xiang finally lost. The winning Chen Ke also raised his clenched hands.
After playing this game, I understand that when the original method is unreliable, it must be changed in time.
A lively class composition 2 Today, the teacher brought a delicate artificial flower in class. What is this for? Oh! I see. We may have to watch flowers today.
At this time, the teacher took out a unique drum. It turns out that I'm going to play the game of passing parcels today-my head flashed.
The teacher began to explain the rules: as soon as the teacher played the drum, the flowers came out of a classmate's hand. As soon as the drums stop, whoever spends them will tell a story and make a joke.
The game started, only to see the teacher: "Knock, knock ..." Knocked up, and silently shouted: "Pass it to me, pass it to me!" However, this flower did not fall into my hands, but I chose Xiao Qiang. She was so frightened that she fell to her knees in an instant. He was red-faced and prone on the table, clutching his hair in one hand. Other students applauded, hoping that Xiao Qiang would show his skills quickly. Some students clap their chests and sigh, feeling sorry for him!
Xiao Qiang was lost in thought, as if to say, "What, it's me, how did this happen!" Seeing that he was afraid to speak, the students shouted, "Xiao Qiang, tell a joke!" ! """dancing" "telling stories" ... but it still doesn't help. At this time, my friend said a word: "Xiao Qiang, dance square dance!" "
The whole class laughed, some people beamed, some people rolled on the ground with laughter, and some people laughed until their stomachs hurt! Finally, Xiao Qiang chose push-ups.
"Knock, knock ..." The teacher drummed again. This time, the flowers did not fall in my hand, but in the hands of the little doctor. I patted my thigh angrily.
"Little Doctor" is Xiao Huang, an excellent writer in our class. I saw Xiao Huang calmly put his hand on his glasses and said, "Let me tell a joke! There is a man named Zhu Jin, who is a good friend of Xiaoming. One day ... "Xiao Huang's joke made everyone laugh.
After playing for a long time, the teacher ended the game and instructed everyone to start writing. What an interesting lesson.