I grew up with my class.

Growth is like the seven colors of sunshine, which change with different colors; Growth, like an overturned five-flavor bottle, is sweet, sour, spicy and salty, and everything is available; Growth is like a blue sea, sometimes rough and sometimes calm ... and classes, like a breeze in summer, a sunshine in winter and a clear spring in the desert, make our growth colorful and more vibrant.

Responsibility is the mountain.

I remember when we were in the lower grades, we were very naughty. As soon as the class was over, the boys in the class chased and played on the playground. In class, I just hide behind a book and chat with my classmates, going my own way. Now that I think about it, we were really a group of stupid boys who didn't know anything at that time. Teacher Zhang, our head teacher, is very anxious. I saw her struggle with a good idea and finally won. It seems that we the Monkey King can't escape from the palm of Buddha's hand after all.

It was a spring afternoon, and the warm sunshine shone into the classroom through the window glass and sprinkled on us. Teacher Zhang came into the classroom and said mysteriously, "Today, I have a very happy thing to tell you." In an instant, we all widened our eyes and asked in surprise, "What's the good news?" "Teacher Zhang has left you alone!" As he spoke, Teacher Zhang deliberately stopped, cleared his throat and said, "In the future, you should take care of yourselves." We were overjoyed when we heard it. You know, when we make mistakes, we are most afraid of Teacher Zhang's "lion roar". The classroom suddenly boiled like water.

Teacher Zhang went on to say, "This semester, we have a group competition. Each group is under the responsibility of a group leader, and everything in the group is under the responsibility of the group leader. " Before Mr. Zhang finished, He Yuzhuo, who was "impatient", couldn't wait to raise his hand: "Teacher Zhang, did you choose the leader?" "Of course not, the team leader is up to you!" "Yes!" There was another burst of screams in the classroom.

Teacher Zhang told us: "the group competition is carried out from four aspects: discipline, health, study and road team." As long as you are good, you can add flowers to your group. If you are not good, of course, you will be deducted. After a week, the group that spends the most will be rewarded. " Since then, we seem to have grown up and feel that we have a heavy responsibility. No one wants to fall behind, and everyone knows that their every move is related to the "flowers" in the group. From then on, when we were in class, everyone listened attentively, and there was no whispering anymore; After class, we all play civilized games, and there is no more chasing and fighting on the playground.

Thanks for attending the class, let me know in the process of growing up: to be a man, we must have a sense of collective honor and a sense of responsibility!

Tolerance is like water

Once upon a time, I was a heartless person. I am self-centered and never consider others. When I see someone who doesn't agree with me at all, I will answer blows with blows. I remember once in class, my deskmate's hand crossed our agreed "38th parallel", and I flew into a rage. I hit it with a "Tianma Meteor Boxing", but I didn't expect her to be outdone, and a "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" grabbed it. The two of us did a trick in class. I rehearsed it and was finally invited to the office by the teacher. Although the teacher severely criticized both of us, I was still unconvinced and thought: Why criticize me? Obviously, she made the mistake first! That whole day, I was not happy, even the delicious beef jerky my mother bought me was not in the mood to eat.

All these changes are due to the story that Miss Mei told us. This is a story about salt and water. I remember that after the story was finished, Teacher Mei said to us earnestly: "Students, salt is bitter, just like the contradiction between your classmates, and water is your heart. If you are narrow-minded, the volume of water is very small, so the salinity is very high, and you drink a cup of bitter salt water; If you are broad-minded and can accommodate thousands of rivers, then the salinity is negligible, and you will still drink a cup of sweet water, so I hope you have a tolerant heart, be happy with yourself and others. " After listening to Teacher Mei's words, all of us who love to haggle over every ounce bowed our heads in shame. From then on, the "38th parallel" quietly disappeared in our class, and I also learned to tolerate others. I feel happy, even my mother is surprised to find that I have become fond of laughing.

Thank you for your class, let me know in the process of growing up: to be a man, you must have a tolerant heart.

aim for the highest?

In a blink of an eye, I am already a sixth-grade student. Although I am about to bid farewell to naive primary school life and enter junior high school, in my eyes, the future seems far away. I have never thought about what I study for.

I remember last semester in the sixth grade, Teacher Zhang held a debate on "Is ideal important?". This debate made me think about a question that I had never thought about before, "Is ideal important?" "I have an ideal? What is my ideal? " "How can I realize my ideal?" And that debate also made me understand the true meaning of being ambitious, knowing that a person must be an ambitious person, and how high a person's ideal is determines his life value. Since then, an ideal seed has taken root in my heart, and I believe I will make it grow into a towering tree.

Thank you for your class, and let me know that when I grow up, I must aim high.

Looking back on the six-year primary school road, I have grown from an ignorant urchin to a young man in his prime. The ideal horn of "90,000 Li Fengpeng is in the right place" has sounded. On the way of growing up, I will always remember that responsibility is a mountain, tolerance is water, and ambition is high.

I grew up with my class.

10 June 17, the weather was fine. Although it was a little cold in the morning, around 8 o'clock, the sun shone warmly on us and felt very comfortable. On this day, I visited the museum at the appointed time and went for an outing with several classmates.

This year, as the head teacher of Class 1, Grade 7, I continue to improve and implement the way of group cooperation to manage students. In order to enhance students' sense of collective honor and group unity, I put all major issues including study, classroom, health, practice between classes and so on into quantitative integral management. Group quantitative scores are summarized and published once a week. In this way, according to the average ranking of the group, the team leader selects seats on behalf of the group. Quantification is summarized once a month, and the top three groups are led by me to hold an activity. This time, I led three groups of students, Song and Ni Ruoqi, to visit the Dongying Wetland Museum, and then went to the Wetland Park for an outing.

With the help of Ni Ruoqi's mother, we drove to Dongying Wetland Museum. Maybe the staff on duty didn't arrive at the weekend, so we looked around in the square outside and took a group photo in the landmark sculpture of the Yellow River Estuary. I emphasized discipline and other precautions before I went in to visit, and the students began to visit excitedly. On the first floor, I saw the sand table model of the Yellow River Delta, which gave the students a preliminary understanding of the vastness of Dongying, the specific flow direction of the Yellow River in Dongying, and where it finally entered the Bohai Sea. The students are fascinated by it and think that nature is really amazing.

On the second floor of the museum, we saw all kinds of marine life and birds in the "biodiversity exhibition hall"

All kinds of plants, insects, etc. It should be in the wetland. The students dispersed and watched according to their own route, lamenting the wonder of the world. There are not only all kinds of specimens and pictures in the specimen exhibition hall, but also detailed text introduction, which gives us a further understanding of biodiversity. The objects in the exhibition hall of Wetland Museum finally show us a truth. The magic of nature constitutes her balance, and every creature has its ability to survive. If human activities destroy their living environment, they will cut off their biological chain and the ecological environment will be destroyed. The destruction of ecological environment directly leads to the extinction of species. Therefore, only when human beings live in harmony with nature can a beautiful environment be presented to us.

After visiting the museum, the students walked to Yueming Lake National Wetland Park. Students who have been studying at school for a long time, seeing the beach and sports and fitness equipment in front of them, are suddenly aroused again. Climbing up and down, swinging around and shuttling back and forth in the rope net are really enjoyable. In fact, they are no longer children, but under the pressure of long-term study, it is really a rare opportunity to get such relaxation.

After a burst of laughter, the time for fun is over. According to the plan in advance, we arrived at the easternmost part of the wetland park-Dongyuan. In the shade of the door, we found a flat clearing, laid a mat and started a happy lunch. Lunch is not rich, but it still makes us feel very comfortable. While eating, the students are playing their favorite games. Watching them smile happily, they are no longer strangers to each other, and my heart is like a blooming flower. At one o'clock, our play was over, so we returned to the meeting place and went home separately.

As a class teacher, having time and energy to organize some such activities can not only broaden students' horizons, but also enhance students' cohesion. During the activities, the friendship between middle school students deepened and they learned more. At this time, they have been together like brothers and sisters, regardless of their grades and family situation. In a harmonious atmosphere, I realized the happiness of being a class teacher.

I grew up with Happy Class.

A big family composed of classes, teachers and classmates; A big sun containing friendship, care and warmth; A thriving tree. I grew up with my lovely and happy class and shared happiness together.

Five years ago, it was drizzling in autumn. With a full face of childishness, curiosity and nervousness, I stepped into a strange classroom. What greeted me was not a friendly and familiar face, but a strange face. I'm at a loss, even a little scared. However, warmth always makes people feel happy. The teacher smiled at me and the students talked with me warmly and generously. Unconsciously, I have integrated into the class group and grew up with it.

Recalling the initial time, I was timid and unhappy, afraid to raise my hand in class, and my voice was only the size of a mosquito. Later, with the encouragement of my classmates and teachers, I gradually became bold and cautious, lively and cheerful, able to speak loudly and more active than before. "Three Good Students", "Small Model of Good Habits" and "Civilized Students in Qidong City" ... won one honor after another, which made me find that I am excellent, I can be better, and I can be more confident! This is inseparable from the class group.

I am growing, and so is my class.

One, four, two, four, three, four ... Now we are the June 4th Squadron, and we have gone through five years of ups and downs together. I remember that at that time, we were just an ordinary and not excellent class, and even there was no footprint of our class on the list of winners. One day, there was a name on the list of winners. Gradually, there are more and more two or three ... Our class is getting better and better. Students began to pay attention to collective honor. We all hope to contribute to the class, do every little thing well, do not litter, do eye exercises seriously, and don't forget to wear a red scarf. There are more awards than one, and everyone has a happy smile on his face. The thriving trees in the class have increased from the initial 32 to the present 4 1 person. We are happy for our new classmates to join us, but also sad for our old classmates to leave without saying goodbye.

The warmth of the class touched everyone. I remember it was a sunny afternoon, and my classmates and I were playing a game of changing one foot for two. Because we walked too fast, we fell down, and my face rubbed on the ground, covered in blood. When my classmates saw it, they quickly helped me up and sent me to the infirmary to apply mercurochrome. I sat there crying all the time, and my classmates kept comforting me around me ... stories like this were staged every day.

Although we sometimes quarrel and get angry, we will understand each other and get to know each other. As long as we have love, as long as we have dreams, I believe our class will become more and more excellent. Let's grow up with our happy class!

I grew up with my class.

Our class is a warm big family, and it is so ordinary. Our classroom is not as beautiful as other classes, but decorated with many dazzling ornaments; Unlike other classes, pen and ink are overflowing, and calligraphy works set off an elegant beauty; But I still prefer our classroom, because our classroom has my classmate's "paradise"-windowsill. It is decorated with pots of plants and animals, full of infinite green and vigorous vitality. We named it "intelligent windowsill".

Is a "new member" who came to our big family this semester. It is also called "smart windowsill" for a reason. At the beginning of school, the teacher asked each of us to bring plants or small animals to add more vitality to the classroom in the new semester. Plants can also purify the air in the classroom. It's killing two birds with one stone. So the next day, everyone rushed to bring their own plants and small animals. Sure enough, the window sill has really become a beautiful landscape in the classroom.

This ingenious windowsill instantly attracted the attention of students and became a paradise for us during recess. My favorite is the little goldfish covered in black next to the sprinkler on the windowsill. Usually it is always quiet and motionless, like a humble stone in the water-"a stone that sinks in the water." Once it swims, it is like a drop of black ink scattered in the water, slowly, layer by layer, very beautiful. What I like most is its humility. Whenever I feed fish food, it always swims around. After friends finished eating it, it swam slowly and began to "eat". It never breaks its own rules. Once I thought it really wanted to show off its "fox tail", but I didn't expect it to swim over and just bite the food of a big fish into two pieces, so that the little goldfish who just ate or didn't eat can have a good meal. This little black goldfish is really a very spiritual and sensible fish.

There is also a basin of aloe on the windowsill, which has been standing upright, like a pine tree in the cold wind. Its spirit is both human nature and plant nature. Like plant security, what I like is its persistence.

With the decoration of grass, fish and turtle, this "intelligent window sill" is beautiful, and this classroom is even more beautiful. Students learn the most beautiful knowledge in a beautiful environment.