(Comment: The writing style is unpretentious, with profound thoughts and profound implications. This is a very good composition, especially the third paragraph, which can be called a classic of the sixth grade level of China primary school in 2 1 century! )

A United group, a dynamic group, a group unwilling to lag behind, a passionate group; Will not be dispersed because of contradictions, will not be silent because of pressure, will not be discouraged because of failure, will not be indifferent because of competition. Our class is United, full of energy, unwilling to lag behind, full of energy, but they often hurt their feelings because of a little thing, and often quarrel because of an unintentional word ... is a simple and ordinary thing worth quarreling about?

A class without laughter is not an excellent class. Even if there is a smile, it is not a real smile, not a heartfelt smile, but a sneer and ridicule. So this class will be full of warmth, what we call harmony and mutual assistance? Not to mention the Chinese class, is it like a classroom for other teachers? Make fun of the teacher, confront the teacher and have a good talk. The classmate's voice masks the teacher's voice, change places, chat ... the monitor and the discipline inspection commission say that to remind you, the students will also say, "The teacher is here, don't worry." When the class started, the teacher was already standing on the platform. Some students were late on purpose. With the help of this, they made the students laugh. I really don't understand why they dare not do this in the Chinese teacher's class. Everyone is honest and seemingly sensible in front of the Chinese teacher, but why are they completely different in other teachers' classes? What will other teachers think when they see our class is so messy? How many times have other teachers said that they would tell the Chinese teacher that our classmates are in chaos, and students still have the face to make excuses? Don't they know what is wrong?

Students should trust each other and we should understand others. Take English class as an example. Although the teacher asked who said it just because of someone's words, and no one in our class admitted that there was a lot of homework standing in one class, I thought it was worthwhile, because after that class, he came to me on his own initiative and asked him how to explain it to the teacher. I'm really touched. In class, every student's heart is also very clear, they know who said it, but no one said it, which also moved me. But what I didn't expect was that some girls wanted to make it clear to the teacher because of their homework. I still clearly remember what they said, "This is not what we said. Why write? " Come on, let's say to the teacher, "I was holding them directly. I said he went to the teacher to admit his mistake. Are you satisfied? People know that they are wrong, can't they? " I was really angry at that time. As for why not tell the teacher, because I know he didn't mean it, that's his spoken language, and it won't change for a while. ...

2) My grandmother got 90+ 10 (it seems that her mother also took part).

Grandma, who celebrated her 70th birthday this year, is neither deaf nor blind. Although she has a hunchback, she has a good figure. Doing farm work is really unambiguous. My grandmother got up at dawn, carried a basket on her back, picked up a sickle and walked step by step to her own forest. Grandma bent down and picked up a small stick, one, two, three,,,, but before long, the basket was full and she struggled to carry it. Grandma picked up a sickle and cut it at a large piece of green vegetables. In the afternoon, after dinner, grandma came with bundles of firewood that had been kept in the storage room for a long time. Grandma took a hard step with a bundle of firewood on her back. In this way, grandma walked back and forth many times and finally finished carrying firewood. A man's strength is small, but with an iron will, he gains infinite strength. It can be seen that Gong Yu's spirit of moving mountains is so strong. Move a little today, move a little tomorrow, and one day it will all move. Day after day, the autumn of the year came again, and grandma got her due reward. The harvest is extremely rich. As the saying goes, many things happen, which is used to describe my grandmother.

Looking at my grandmother, I can't help but think of what my father said: If China didn't have farmers who worked hard to grow food for the people like my grandmother, China's funds wouldn't be a problem, but what China lacked was food. If there is no food and you have more money, you will only starve to death. It can already be seen from this point that farmers are our backbone. Without them, it is like a complete person without our backbone. But in rural areas, some rural boys are unwilling to grow crops and have gone to work in other places. Sometimes when people ask about their life experiences, they hide that they are farmers in order not to be looked down upon by others. Even if the land was left to fend for itself, he still felt that nothing had happened, leaving the land handed down by the Lord to fend for itself.

Yes, farmers are our backbone. Without them, we will collapse. However, there are still some people who always look down on farmers. What happened to the farmer? They're not people. They are all one life. How can you say that they are unequal? People in the city are the sky, but people in the countryside are the land? How can you talk like that? This is not right. Those people are really, what's wrong with being farmers? Now, China is just a big agricultural country. Without farmers, it is also a great unfilial thing for China people to eat and waste the cultivated land left by the lords.

News broadcasts often mention the word "agriculture, countryside and farmers", so what does "agriculture, countryside and farmers" mean? "Agriculture, countryside and farmers" refers to agriculture, rural areas and farmers. Then, why did General Secretary Hu Jintao raise the issue of "agriculture, countryside and farmers"? Because the general secretary wants us to attach importance to farmers, agriculture and rural areas and not discriminate against farmers, because we have understood that farmers are our backbone and grow delicious food for us. Now, there are not many farmers with conscience like my grandmother. Hey! As the old lady Jin Jiu said, "It's really getting worse every generation."

My grandmother is an ordinary person, but she is 70 years old. In fact, she could spend her old age without planting crops, but she didn't. She is still planting crops seriously. Everyone told her not to farm, but her hard-working personality kept her busy.

3) Pay attention to the mother and daughter's score of 90+ 10 (it seems that the father of the child is also involved).

The weather in June is really hot. A red sun shines in the sky, and the scorching sun shines directly on the earth. The air seems to have frozen and there is no wind. ...

At this time, the bedroom is like a steamer, stuffy and hot. Fortunately, there is a canteen downstairs, so I rushed downstairs to buy drinks without saying anything. Unexpectedly, in this dog days, someone is picking up garbage. It's a beggar woman, right on the stairs. This time, a mother-daughter beggar is picking it. Hatefully, they also blocked half of the stairs. I immediately tightened the lid for fear of being "polluted" by beggars and covered my nose with my hand. When the mother and daughter beggars looked up and saw me, they also had self-knowledge and stuck to the trash can in horror to make way for me.

Back in the bedroom, the image of the mother and daughter beggars suddenly came to my mind vaguely. Are they poor and need to pick up garbage at this time? Are they bullied and always in fear? A series of questions drove my curiosity, and the memo looked down from the window again. I saw the beggar woman carrying a long black-gray snakeskin bag and a bronze hand. A closer look shows that the primary color of snakeskin bag is white. She also wore a headscarf, perhaps with a big red flower pattern. The headscarf is covered with a thick layer of gray granular cinder. Her clothes are almost the same as the headscarf. Let's just say that clothes can cover your body. Fortunately, it is summer now, and she is not afraid of the cold. The child looks like a little black boy in Africa, with sunken eyes and a little straight eyes. His cheekbones are particularly prominent. It seems that once the epidermis is torn off, you can see white bones, sallow face and khaki hair. The patches on her clothes account for most of the clothes, and some of them seem to be not sewed up enough.

Suddenly, the female beggar smiled mysteriously and threw the reddish-brown iron bar into the trash can. Her half-bent body has been bent into the trash can. At this time, she put the iron bar aside and directly reached out and dug it out. After a long time, the sound of turning over the packaging bag stopped abruptly, and she went back to greet the child and waited behind her. I am also curious about what surprises this beggar will bring, so I will continue to pay attention and keep my eyes open. Alas, that's it! -Begging woman is holding a doll with cotton wool in it. She shouted and jumped for joy. The beggar woman bent her eyes and smiled happily. She touched the child's head, untied the rubber band on the child's head, and tied the child's hair with her hand as a comb ... A small broken toy excited the little girl, and even I was infected by the happy atmosphere at this time. I am happy for the mother and daughter beggars. No, they should not be called beggars, because they are not walking animals that have lost their dignity, and they still have the greatest glory of human nature-love.

I was moved by the poor mother and daughter's behavior for a long time. I quickly took out some old pencil boxes and notebooks in the drawer, dug out some old clothes I used to wear in the small closet, folded them neatly and put them in paper bags, and ran downstairs faster than when I bought drinks-I would try my best to help them. Unfortunately, at this time, they have left, leaving only the trash can with the lid lying there quietly. There seems to be a breeze blowing in this empty corridor. ...

We may all live in a happy family, richer than the poor, and have the responsibility and ability to help those poor people, pay more attention to these vulnerable groups, do our best to support these poor people, and make the world a harmonious home where everyone cares about and helps each other.

4) My name is Happy 90+ 10 (it is estimated that it was completed under the guidance of the teacher).

"Ha ha ha", hello, my name is Happy. On the playground of the campus, under the eaves of the house, or in the street, I am everywhere.

Listen to the laughter from the big playground. Oh! So the students are playing games! They are playing catch with one foot. A classmate holds his right foot in his left hand. I touched his left foot lightly with my hand. He staggered, moving a few steps to the left and leaning back. Other students closed their eyes with laughter. Hey, this kid is really smart. He caught three people while his classmates were laughing. This little prick is really interesting. Huh? Why are the students there so glum? I used to know the reason, so I nodded a girl's head. She suggested playing with an eagle to catch chickens, and she got a response. You see, how happy they are now: they are so tired that they sit on the floor, their rosy smiling faces exude big sweat, their hair is messy, they wipe the sweat on their foreheads with their hands, and they are piled up with coats, and the smell of the sun erupts in their small bodies. Some people even give a silvery laugh from time to time. I drifted past them and walked away happily.

Xiaowen's birthday is coming, and I "accompanied" his relatives to buy gifts. After buying gifts, everyone had a small party together. You see, Xiaowen hid there, ate the cake with relish, and then licked his mouth and ran in. "Wow!" He shouted. It turned out that he got a toy plane. He ran into the room after dancing. This time, he was happier and exclaimed, "It's a building block! Building blocks! " Then he showed off in front of his family, and then he began to build it with his heart. I flew over their heads and walked away excitedly.

Although some people have a hard life, I will give them the most common but best gift-happiness. Once, I saw a child of eight or nine years old and a grandmother of sixty or seventy years old sitting on a stone, holding two broken bowls and waving them over their heads. The child said, "Grandma, today's dinner is really' rich'". After eating, grandma said, "Let's go to bed." Said, and went in with a smile. Although grandma and children only sleep on the stone bench, there is a quiet smile on their lips.

Happiness is the simplest emotion in the world, and "I" is eternal happiness!