The breeze blows through the willows, the sun opens its sleepy eyes, and a day's life is about to begin. Today, I am very happy, because we are going to do something meaningful, that is, donate money to zhangyan in our class and tell her that there are still many people in the world who love her.
Pushing open the door of the class, I saw a donation box painted with love on the podium. I wrote a few big characters in artistic characters on the blackboard: As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become better. I also decorated the classroom well, like a beautiful girl, giving people a brand-new feeling.
Zhangyan is a quiet girl, but she is too quiet, just like a princess enchanted by a witch. If she hadn't overheard her teacher, we wouldn't know her family. It turns out that zhangyan is a child of a single-parent family, but her father doesn't love her at all and beats her every day when he drinks. Later, her father died in an accident. Relatives say she is also a jinx.
Grandma Zhang, a neighbor, took her in because she felt sorry for her. Grandma tried her best to raise money for her study, collect junk and set up stalls. Knowing this, I had an idea in my mind to encourage my classmates to donate money to zhangyan. I went to ask the teacher for advice, and the teacher nodded and agreed.
When all the students were here, the head teacher, Miss Li, came in, looked at us tenderly and said to us, "Classmates, I believe everyone already knows about zhangyan's family. Today, we should help her with practical actions. " After that, the classroom was like a frying pan, and the students were discussing it. Gradually & gt rang and the students came to the podium one after another. Some students are holding their newly won prizes, some students are holding money and some students are holding beautiful exercise books. Looking at the imaginary items thrown into the donation box, the teacher smiled with relief. In the classroom, I seem to smell the breath of love. Zhangyan's eyes were covered with water vapor, and I knew it was a moving tear. "Ok, now, let's welcome Zhang Yan to give us a few words with warm applause." zhangyan cried and said to us, "Thank you, teachers and classmates. I thought that no one in this world would love and care about me except my dead mother and grandmother. However, since I entered this class, I began to understand that there are so many people who support me and care about me in this world. I must study hard and not let my teachers and classmates be disappointed in me.
Our whole class sings together. The song echoed in the classroom of 30 people, rushed out of the classroom, spread to every corner of the campus and filled the world. ......