Since the reform and opening up 30 years ago, the country and society have made unexpected progress. It is much more comfortable to say that the learning conditions, learning environment and living standards have not improved much than before!

Start with the changes in our school. Yanwu Primary School was not called Yanwu Primary School before, but was originally called Dongwo Primary School. It is located next to Nanputuo Temple. At that time, the classrooms in Dongwo Primary School were a row of bungalows, damp and dark, with simple tables and chairs. The reform and opening up ushered in the spring of science education, and our school built a new teaching building. From the dark and low classroom, I came to today's Yanwu swimming pool. At this time, Dongwo Primary School was renamed Yanwu Primary School, because it is located next to Yanwuchi, with beautiful environment, bright classrooms, neat tables and chairs, and a cement playground. With the implementation of the reform and opening-up policy, new and greater changes have taken place in primary schools in Yanwu. Up to now, the cement playground has become a plastic playground, and a new teaching building has been built next to the old one, which is fully equipped and some classrooms are air-conditioned. There is a small garden behind the teaching building of the school. Those flowers and trees grow under the nourishment of sunshine and rain. I believe that in the near future, the school will be surrounded by flowers and trees, which will be displayed in front of every martial arts brother, sister, younger sister and younger brother like a beautiful big garden.

Tell me about my life. When I was born, my family lived in a single dormitory allocated by the school. There is no kitchen and no bathroom. Every time I cook and go to the toilet, I have to walk through a long aisle, which makes life very inconvenient. Later, we moved into a house with two rooms, one living room, one bathroom, one kitchen and one sun. With independent bathrooms and kitchens, the living environment has been greatly improved. Although my father and I share a study room, there is a small world where I can study and put a desk. Reform and opening up have brought opportunities to our family. With the joint efforts of our parents, we moved into a spacious house-Bishan Linhai again. Standing on the balcony, you can see the sea, Gulangyu Island and zhangzhou port, and the stars are shining at night, which is very beautiful. Standing on the balcony, you can see the bright moon, which is really refreshing. And I have really realized a small room of my own, and I will read and study in this beautiful room every night. The family lives in a warm house, which is cool and comfortable.

Over the past 30 years, our learning environment has been getting better and better, and our living standards have also been greatly improved. This shows that China is progressing, its society is developing, and it is proud to be born in China.

||||| When I was a child, I thought that with the care of my parents, having delicious food is happiness; When I was five or six years old, I thought that good grades and being envied by others were happiness; Now I finally understand that those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people.

There is a story: On Thanksgiving Day, the teacher asked the children to draw something to be thankful for. She expected that the children here were poor at home, and most of them would draw a big Thanksgiving dinner. But a student drew a hand. Seeing this hand, the students began to guess: "This must be the hand that God gave us food; The hand of a farmer who raises turkeys or various carnivores ... "Confused, the teacher walked up to him, bent down and asked him whose hand it was. "That's your hand, teacher." It turns out that this student was born short and ugly, and he felt inferior from an early age. Once, the teacher passed by him after class, and he touched his head with his hand.

You must be very touched after reading this story. You must think how warm the teacher felt when he touched him with that hand! How happy he was when he finally got the hand on Thanksgiving Day! I think, among all the people who have read this story, I am the most moved. Because the same thing happened to me, no one can understand his feelings and his happiness better than me. Let me also tell you my happiness.

I was still in Class 4 (2) at that time. Teacher Zhang, who taught us Chinese, went home on holiday because she was going to have a baby. Teacher Ma gives her a Chinese lesson in our class. I finally have feelings for Teacher Ma, Teacher Zhang.

I am both happy and sad to come back again. Happily, Teacher Zhang is back. Sadly, Teacher Ma is leaving again. Teacher Ma came over and hugged me when she left, and left without saying anything. I want to cry. My ears echoed with what Teacher Ma once told me: "Long Zhe, you should study hard, and your Chinese should be the first in the whole grade." Thanks to Teacher Ma's encouragement. Whether I can do it or not, I will repay the teacher's education with practical actions.

In fact, I want to thank Teacher Ma! Teachers such as Zhang, Wang, Li and Zhao, I want to thank all the teachers who have taught me. I want to thank them for not only teaching me knowledge, but also teaching me how to be a man and let me know how to be grateful. The happiest person is.

Now I am very happy, I want to tell you my happiness and share it with you. My parents gave me a warm home, which was very kind to me. I will wash their feet, beat their backs, carry plates and chopsticks. In winter, when they go out, I will heat my slippers and wait for them to come back. The teacher is very kind to me. I will study hard and comfort them. I will take the initiative to say "hello teacher", and then show a bright smile to dispel their fatigue of the day. Neighbors in the corridor often help me. Once, I forgot my key and couldn't get into the house. My uncle and aunt asked me to go to their house. I will quietly take away the garbage bags they left at the door when I go downstairs to school.

Look, am I happy? Are you happy too? If you are happy, tell me your happiness. If you haven't found happiness, learn to be grateful first, because those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people. Don't talk, listen to the song in the sky: I am like a dust from accident.

When I was a child, I thought that with the care of my parents and delicious food, it was happiness; When I was five or six years old, I thought that good grades and being envied by others were happiness; Now I finally understand that those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people.

There is a story: On Thanksgiving Day, the teacher asked the children to draw something to be thankful for. She expected that the children here were poor at home, and most of them would draw a big Thanksgiving dinner. But a student drew a hand. Seeing this hand, the students began to guess: "This must be the hand that God gave us food; The hand of a farmer who raises turkeys or various carnivores ... "Confused, the teacher walked up to him, bent down and asked him whose hand it was. "That's your hand, teacher." It turns out that this student was born short and ugly, and he felt inferior from an early age. Once, the teacher passed by him after class, and he touched his head with his hand.

You must be very touched after reading this story. You must think how warm the teacher felt when he touched him with that hand! How happy he was when he finally got the hand on Thanksgiving Day! I think, among all the people who have read this story, I am the most moved. Because the same thing happened to me, no one can understand his feelings and his happiness better than me. Let me also tell you my happiness.

I was still in Class 4 (2) at that time. Teacher Zhang, who taught us Chinese, went home on holiday because she was going to have a baby. Teacher Ma gives her a Chinese lesson in our class. I finally have feelings for Teacher Ma, Teacher Zhang.

I am both happy and sad to come back again. Happily, Teacher Zhang is back. Sadly, Teacher Ma is leaving again. Teacher Ma came over and hugged me when she left, and left without saying anything. I want to cry. My ears echoed with what Teacher Ma once told me: "Long Zhe, you should study hard, and your Chinese should be the first in the whole grade." Thanks to Teacher Ma's encouragement. Whether I can do it or not, I will repay the teacher's education with practical actions.

In fact, I want to thank Teacher Ma! Teachers such as Zhang, Wang, Li and Zhao, I want to thank all the teachers who have taught me. I want to thank them for not only teaching me knowledge, but also teaching me how to be a man and let me know how to be grateful. The happiest person is.

Now I am very happy, I want to tell you my happiness and share it with you. My parents gave me a warm home, which was very kind to me. I will wash their feet, beat their backs, carry plates and chopsticks. In winter, when they go out, I will heat my slippers and wait for them to come back. The teacher is very kind to me. I will study hard and comfort them. I will take the initiative to say "hello teacher", and then show a bright smile to dispel their fatigue of the day. Neighbors in the corridor often help me. Once, I forgot my key and couldn't get into the house. My uncle and aunt asked me to go to their house. I will quietly take away the garbage bags they left at the door when I go downstairs to school.

Look, am I happy? Are you happy too? If you are happy, tell me your happiness. If you haven't found happiness, learn to be grateful first, because those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people. Don't talk, listen to the song in the sky: I am like a dust from accident.

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When I was a child, I thought that with the care of my parents and delicious food, it was happiness; When I was five or six years old, I thought that good grades and being envied by others were happiness; Now I finally understand that those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people.

There is a story: On Thanksgiving Day, the teacher asked the children to draw something to be thankful for. She expected that the children here were poor at home, and most of them would draw a big Thanksgiving dinner. But a student drew a hand. Seeing this hand, the students began to guess: "This must be the hand that God gave us food; The hand of a farmer who raises turkeys or various carnivores ... "Confused, the teacher walked up to him, bent down and asked him whose hand it was. "That's your hand, teacher." It turns out that this student was born short and ugly, and he felt inferior from an early age. Once, the teacher passed by him after class, and he touched his head with his hand.

You must be very touched after reading this story. You must think how warm the teacher felt when he touched him with that hand! How happy he was when he finally got the hand on Thanksgiving Day! I think, among all the people who have read this story, I am the most moved. Because the same thing happened to me, no one can understand his feelings and his happiness better than me. Let me also tell you my happiness.

I was still in Class 4 (2) at that time. Teacher Zhang, who taught us Chinese, went home on holiday because she was going to have a baby. Teacher Ma gives her a Chinese lesson in our class. I finally have feelings for Teacher Ma, Teacher Zhang.

I am both happy and sad to come back again. Happily, Teacher Zhang is back. Sadly, Teacher Ma is leaving again. Teacher Ma came over and hugged me when she left, and left without saying anything. I want to cry. My ears echoed with what Teacher Ma once told me: "Long Zhe, you should study hard, and your Chinese should be the first in the whole grade." Thanks to Teacher Ma's encouragement. Whether I can do it or not, I will repay the teacher's education with practical actions.

In fact, I want to thank Teacher Ma! Teachers such as Zhang, Wang, Li and Zhao, I want to thank all the teachers who have taught me. I want to thank them for not only teaching me knowledge, but also teaching me how to be a man and let me know how to be grateful. The happiest person is.

Now I am very happy, I want to tell you my happiness and share it with you. My parents gave me a warm home, which was very kind to me. I will wash their feet, beat their backs, carry plates and chopsticks. In winter, when they go out, I will heat my slippers and wait for them to come back. The teacher is very kind to me. I will study hard and comfort them. I will take the initiative to say "hello teacher", and then show a bright smile to dispel their fatigue of the day. Neighbors in the corridor often help me. Once, I forgot my key and couldn't get into the house. My uncle and aunt asked me to go to their house. I will quietly take away the garbage bags they left at the door when I go downstairs to school.

Look, am I happy? Are you happy too? If you are happy, tell me your happiness. If you haven't found happiness, learn to be grateful first, because those who know how to be grateful are the happiest people. Don't talk, listen to the song in the sky: I am like a dust from accident.

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Suddenly happiness filled the whole rescue scene. That is not only the happiness of rescuers, not only the happiness of Xiao Xue, but also the happiness of people who like to drink coke all over China, because there is another person who likes to drink coke in this world, and he hopes it will be cold with us.

It was the afternoon of May 12. Xiao Xue was sitting in the classroom on the fourth floor, and suddenly the classroom shook violently. Teacher Tang on the podium was the first to react. He shouted, "There is an earthquake, don't panic." But everyone panicked. Xiao Xue and several classmates quickly got under the table. In a few seconds, the whole classroom collapsed. Xiao Xue only felt that his feet were empty, and the whole person fell straight. After several loud noises, it suddenly became very quiet.

May 13 was spent in anticipation. Xiao Xue didn't know whether any students had been rescued, and he felt very sleepy. He said to Ma Xiaofeng beside him, "I only sleep for two minutes. Remember to wake me up. " Ma Xiaofeng agreed. She tried to call Xiao Xue's name to prevent him from sleeping, so the students started calling each other's names. Xiao Xue agreed and stayed up late. However, in this registration, two students did not respond, and Xiao Xue knew that they might never "register" again. Xiao Xue was a little sad, but he was not flustered. He felt that he couldn't die. Even if he died, there were so many classmates with him. . . . . . . Rescuers retreated from time to time because of aftershocks. Xiao Xue couldn't feel the aftershocks, but when the rescuers came in again, he was a little flustered and asked, "Uncle, you won't stop saving me, will you?"

"No, we will definitely get you out."

"Then can you get me out of here quickly? I can't afford it. "

During the rescue, he repeatedly asked this sentence several times.

So the rescuer asked him, "What do you want to do when you get out?"

"I want to drink coke, preferably iced. I'm so thirsty. "

At 7 o'clock that night, the precast slab pressed on Xiao Xue was finally removed, and Xiao Xue was pulled out of the ruins. Get on the stretcher It was the afternoon of May 12. Xiao Xue was sitting in the classroom on the fourth floor, and suddenly the classroom shook violently. Teacher Tang on the podium was the first to react. He shouted, "There is an earthquake, don't panic." But everyone panicked. Xiao Xue and several classmates quickly got under the table. In a few seconds, the whole classroom collapsed. Xiao Xue only felt that his feet were empty, and the whole person fell straight. After several loud noises, it suddenly became very quiet.

May 13 was spent in anticipation. Xiao Xue didn't know whether any students had been rescued, and he felt very sleepy. He said to Ma Xiaofeng beside him, "I only sleep for two minutes. Remember to wake me up. " Ma Xiaofeng agreed. She tried to call Xiao Xue's name to prevent him from sleeping, so the students started calling each other's names. Xiao Xue agreed and stayed up late. However, in this registration, two students did not respond, and Xiao Xue knew that they might never "register" again. Xiao Xue was a little sad, but he was not flustered. He felt that he couldn't die. Even if he died, there were so many classmates with him. . . . . . . Rescuers retreated from time to time because of aftershocks. Xiao Xue couldn't feel the aftershocks, but when the rescuers came in again, he was a little flustered and asked, "Uncle, you won't stop saving me, will you?"

"No, we will definitely get you out."

"Then can you get me out quickly? I can't afford it. "

During the rescue, he repeatedly asked this sentence several times.

So the rescuer asked him, "What do you want to do when you get out?"

"I want to drink coke, preferably iced. I'm so thirsty. "

At 7 o'clock that night, the precast slab pressed on Xiao Xue was finally removed, and Xiao Xue was pulled out of the ruins. Get on the stretcher Suddenly happiness filled the whole rescue scene. That is not only the happiness of rescuers, not only the happiness of Xiao Xue, but also the happiness of people who like to drink coke all over China, because there is another person who likes to drink coke in this world, and he hopes it will be cold with us.