100 A few days before the middle school entrance examination, the study pressure was increasing and the atmosphere was particularly depressing, so I bought some green plants for my classmates to add some bright colors to the class. In the early morning, before dawn, the fog was still forming, and the students were full of energy and walked into the classroom with confidence. These green plants announce the arrival of a new day like angels. The morning breeze blew, and the flowers swayed with the wind, as if they were also greeting and cheering for the students. Occasionally, birds will stop on the poplar trees outside the window. They are attracted by the flowers and plants in the class and the students' concentration. The birds cocked their heads, rolled their small black eyes, looked up and down at the flowers and plants in the class, imitated the students' reading sounds, and sang melodious birds, which added a little vitality at this time. In the evening, when the students finished intensive physical exercise and returned to the classroom with the afterglow of the sunset, the flowers and plants seemed to be smiling naughtily and welcoming their little master back. These green plants in the class are brightly colored, which relieves the pressure of students with heavy study pressure and relieves the fatigue of children with visual fatigue. Cautious classmates will let the flowers and plants bask in the sun from time to time, see that they need watering, and sprinkle some rain and dew to give them meticulous care. At this time, flowers and plants are not only decorations, but also an indispensable part of the classroom. Like students, they are full of energy.
On the afternoon of June 26th, with the students leaving school one after another, the noisy classroom was calm, and my heart suddenly lost. I closed my eyes as if every student was in front of me, and their voices still echoed in my ears, but when I opened my eyes, there was nothing. The flowers and plants on the windowsill also reveal lonely feelings. They stood there staring at me as if talking about where so many students had gone. Why did they leave in a different way this time? They had to clean out their desk pockets. Will they leave forever? I'm speechless. I turned and looked out of the window, and the bird had disappeared. All I can do is bring two pots of water and water the flowers once, hoping to thrive without students. Whether we will meet again in the new school year is still unknown. I just want these flowers and plants to be good this summer and stand the heat, loneliness and drought. Aren't these flowers and plants like my students? How many students gave up their summer vacation because of their fun, let time slip away quietly, and finally gave up their lives.
When I came to the classroom today, I was shocked to see these weak flowers and plants. They are thin and strong, the soil is barren, but their hearts are sunny. Their branches and leaves crawl along the glass window and try their best to meet the sun through the narrow window gap. This summer vacation has experienced too many fires, and students who originally planned to go to high school have to change; Dashui, students who originally planned to play and study should also change their plans; The epidemic made every classmate stay at home. The objective environment is not good, and only you, classmate, can change it. I hope you, like the flowers and plants in your class, will work hard to grow and meet the sunshine.