The harvest composition on campus (1) Winter has gone and spring has come. In a blink of an eye, we have become big brothers and big sisters in the second phase of grade four, not the little brothers and little sisters in grade one. As time goes on, we grow up and gain more and more.
We learned many profound ancient poems, famous sayings, interesting texts and fables from our teachers ... We realized the poet's mood at that time from the ancient poems. From the famous sayings of celebrities, we know a lot about being a man; From the text, we learned many wonderful words and sentences; We also learned many profound truths from fables.
We also learned a lot of good behavior habits from Mr. China, such as: listening carefully in class, not deserting, actively raising your hand to answer questions, sitting correctly … these are all good habits in class; Don't litter, save electricity, water and paper, don't trample on lawns and flower beds, don't pick flowers and leaves, plant a variety of flowers and trees, don't spit everywhere, don't destroy public property, dare to admit mistakes, don't lie, and sacrifice yourself for others ... These are all good living habits, and we should all learn. I will work harder to write well in the future and strive to get into the top 5. I believe: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind!
Harvest composition on campus (2) This afternoon, the school held an activity, and our parents came to the campus to play with us.
We watched the students' performances first. You see, some dance Latin, some sing, some say tongue twisters, and some.
Play guitar! The dancer dances well; The singer sings very well; I like singing, as long as
As long as I listen to a song, I will be intoxicated by this touching song.
Then, the parents began to play the game of grabbing the bench. Parents and children who win the first place must answer "Wisdom of many stars"
Answer the question correctly and you will get a prize! It's strange that the old man won the first round! ?
Then, what we are looking forward to-exhibition. I began to display things happily and look at my business.
It's so cold, I'm starting to get nervous; I have to do some shopping. After I sold it, I summoned up my courage and shouted.
"1 yuan, the price is shocking, shocking! Come and buy! " Although one thing.
It is improving, but the effect is not very good. Suddenly, an accidental opportunity came and Jin Dianyong used it.
"Rainbow Sugar" and I exchanged two pencils, which Yuan Niu bought for two yuan.
Poké mon books and Rainbow Sugar earned two yuan, and then earned 1 yuan.
It's easy to watch others do business outside at ordinary times. Today, I personally.
How difficult is it to do business? ...
Harvest composition on campus (3) When the breeze gently lifts a little catkins; When the sun quietly shines golden light on the beautiful cherry tree; When the beautiful petals rolled in the air a few times, and then landed gently, we ushered in the first happy campus day!
When we came to the designated position in our class, the teacher first asked us to play "group games". The teacher said: "Go to the supermarket on Sunday, what to buy, buy watermelons, buy two, how much is it, four dollars." A few witty students embrace together, and a few dull students will be eliminated! We played again. Heroes, please clench your fists and squat down to eat radishes. Teacher Zhao asked the players selected by each class to come to the road. After a while, the "Warrior" returned home in triumph. Fan Yuxuan in our class is a little depressed when she returns to the team. The students all asked Fan Yuxuan which ranking she took. Fan Yuxuan said euphemistically, "Second place." There was a virtual voice in the team, and some said, "Gee, it's not as good as me!" " "That's right" ... Fan Yuxuan had some tears in his eyes. I quickly said to him, "It's okay. Ignore them, whether they win or not, as long as they are happy." Fan Yuxuan nodded his head. This activity made me feel the importance of friendship and unity!
In the afternoon, it's time for us to barbecue. The teacher asked us to share snacks with our classmates. The teacher asked the students who can barbecue to barbecue. I followed him, and the teacher asked me to bake sausages. After I baked the sausage, the teacher praised me for baking it well. As soon as I brought the sausage, the students took it away, saying that I baked it well. Suddenly, it began to rain lightly. "What bad weather!" ! We had to leave the meeting reluctantly.
In the evening, the teacher organizes students to watch open-air movies. I saw "Out of Amazon", which tells the story of two soldiers in China. Faced with harsh training, physical pain, and even foreign provocation, they always strengthened their patriotic beliefs, forged the Great Wall of Steel with strong will, wiped out international drug bandits and won the final victory! The classic movies won applause and left us with profound life inspiration!
Late at night, the students lined up more neatly than usual and went back to the dormitory to wash and sleep at a faster speed. Lying in bed, I had a dream, in which I gained the joy of sharing and the preciousness of friendship. ...
Harvest composition on campus (4) Years pass by us in a hurry, and the pace of time will not stop because of us. Good times are always so short, inadvertently, we will graduate. Six years of primary school life left me too much. I learned too much and gained too much. If you ask me what impressed me the most, it must be the early summer of grade five. ...
That day, I came to school early with my schoolbag on my back. As soon as I sat in my seat, I heard my classmates shouting, "Those who haven't handed in their homework yet, hurry up!" " I remembered the homework in my schoolbag, took out my English homework in a hurry and handed it to the English class representative, then turned to look for math homework. Just when I was looking for my exercise book, I accidentally glanced at the exercise book of my classmate next to me. Ah, you have to write it on page 26, too! Why don't I remember? At this time, my heart suddenly cooled down. I have always been a good student who handed in my homework on time and didn't do it at school. How shameful it would be if my classmates knew about it!
Just as I was struggling with what to do, my classmates came over and asked me, "Have you handed in your math homework?" I hesitated. There seems to be a fork in the road ahead. Go left-no one will know about it until I hand in my homework. I am still an outstanding student in the eyes of my classmates; I walked to the right in my homework and was called by my classmates on the blackboard. Remember the name! How embarrassing that is! So I put my heart across and answered calmly: "It's over." So he walked away, and I comforted myself: anyway, they have to collect so many homework, and they won't find that I am missing this homework.
In the third math class, the teacher talked about the problems in the exercise book. I hide, my classmates want to borrow my answers for reference, and I dare not show them. I was so scared that my heart beat drums. Looking at the puzzled eyes of several classmates, I thought to myself: Tian Lei, Tian Lei, you coward. As a team member, if you don't set an example and do your homework, you won't dare to admit it. How can we set a good example for future students? It's not terrible not to hand in your homework, but the most terrible thing is to do something wrong and not admit it! With this in mind, I made up my mind to make up my homework at once, then explain the reason to the teacher, give it to the teacher for correction, and then calmly give it to my classmates for reference.
Since that "homework incident", I understand that it is not terrible to do something wrong. The terrible thing is that you dare not admit that you have done something wrong. At that time, I gained the taste of honesty, knowing that only when I face everything in my study life honestly and frankly can I face my future life without regrets!
Harvest composition on campus (5) Everything has an end. We are gathered in the same class. A year later, we have many happy memories, but a year later, we have to face separation.
There are many wonderful memories in the third grade, including allies who met and struggled, established imaginary enemies in their hearts, friends who talked and laughed, and endless papers. Everything, every pile, is a different feeling.
Do you remember the runway where we would sweat? Do you remember when we shouted "Go all out" at the Thanksgiving party? Do you remember the school sports meeting where we helped each other? Remember those quality inspections that we struggled with each other? Do you still remember the afternoon of revelry after the PE exam? ...
We have too many wonderful memories to tell them all. Those figures are fixed in our minds, like photos, and they are all touching stories when picked up one by one. Every school year has great memories on campus. We have changed from youth to micro-maturity, losing our childish appearance. Everyone's face has a more or less calm look.
The third grade is the midpoint station. We waited in line for a year and finally got on a bus called "Senior High School Entrance Examination". We don't know where it will take us. Along the way, I will see a lot of scenery, witness the departure of my former comrades-in-arms, but I can't do anything about it, and see my classmates get off the bus halfway ... The bus is still driving, and my memory continues.
Those flowery smiles, the time when we joked with each other, the papers we made together, the days when we talked together, and the unity of our immersion in the school sports meeting ... are the testimony of our happy coexistence. Step by step, we keep growing and honing ourselves. Every drop of sweat is so meaningful, and every failure makes us believe in ourselves more.
Youth is like a running river, once it is gone, it is too late to say goodbye. I don't know how many people will remember those memories that can still be laughed at when I graduate. The future is uncertain, and we need constant efforts to reach the petals of that successful flower. Dear friend, meeting you in grade three is the most beautiful accident. ...