Unforgettable class composition 5 1 In a blink of an eye, six years have passed and the short-distance primary school life is over. I can't forget everything on campus, the teachers and classmates I get along with day and night, and the unforgettable Chinese class. ...
I remember that it was the first class on Monday morning of Grade Two. As soon as we heard the bell, we sat in our seats and waited for the teacher to give us a lesson.
One minute. Five minutes. Ten minutes. I haven't seen my teacher for a long time. The students couldn't wait, so they began to talk about it. "Is the teacher on a business trip?" "The teacher may have something at home, too?" "Did the teacher oversleep?" "Impossible, the teacher is not that kind of person. Maybe his friend is ill and went to see his friend? " When the students were discussing, a familiar and unfamiliar figure came into our field of vision-"it's a teacher!" " I don't know where a voice came from, which turned the students' eyes to the door-the teacher's body: "The teacher is ill, and he is still very ill: a pale face appeared under the teacher's unkempt hair; The teacher held the wall in one hand and the book in the other, panting and struggling to the podium. " Seeing this scene, we were speechless for a moment: the teacher was so ill that he taught us.
The teacher wrote the words "Underwater World" on the blackboard. Although the teacher was ill, his handwriting was still so neat that he kept coughing while writing. Although the teacher's voice is much lower than usual, the students listen carefully. Every time the teacher asks a question, he raises a pair of small hands. How we wish to finish class early and let the teacher have a rest! But grandpa time doesn't seem to understand our thoughts. That class passed slowly. I looked at my watch five times in a row, but the bell still didn't ring for a long time. That class is particularly long, like a year!
Ding, the bell finally rang, and the students gathered on the platform to do this and that for the teacher. They are very busy.
This lesson is the most touching lesson in primary school life, and I will keep it in my memory!
Unforgettable class composition 5 2 Different classes have different experiences, different classes have different experiences, and different classes have different gains. The day before the final exam, our Chinese teacher, Miss Wang, gave us the last lesson, the content of which I will never forget.
At that time, the students were taking the time to review and planned to do the last blog. The Chinese teacher walked to the podium with heavy steps, looked at each student with deep affection and said, "Students, this class is the last one I teach your. I will be promoted to vice president next semester, so I won't teach you. In this class, I don't talk about the text, I don't talk about it, I just talk about three words. " Before the exam, the teacher would always say a few words and emphasize something related to the exam. Today, the teacher's unusual words made me feel very strange. What will the teacher say? I pricked up my ears and listened carefully.
The first word is "sincerity". The teacher wrote the word "honesty" on the blackboard, and we began to whisper. Suddenly a classmate stood up and said, "honesty means not lying, not lying." Do you need to say such a simple thing? " But Mr. Wang explained with a smile: "Honesty is not just telling lies. Only honest people can gain the trust of others. Winning the trust of others is more precious than anything else." After listening to the teacher's explanation, the classmate just blushed and bowed his head in shame. I also understand that Mr. Wang will teach us something more important and precious than knowledge in the last class-the truth of being a man.
The classroom was quiet, and the students listened carefully for fear that they had missed something.
"The second word is' down-to-earth'. Only by down-to-earth study, laying a good foundation for primary schools, having the spirit of never giving up when encountering problems, and seriously trying to solve problems can we succeed. " The Chinese teacher said meaningfully. The students were deeply moved, and some even shed tears silently.
The third word I want to say is' be kind to others'. The teacher went on to say, "Being good to others means being good to yourself. Seeing others happy, I believe I must be happy. If you are upset because of a small matter, it is someone else's fault, punish yourself. " As soon as the teacher's words fell, he won a burst of applause from his classmates. The students all know that the teacher is telling us to be an open-minded person. Teacher Wang, the Chinese teacher, is really well-intentioned
I benefited a lot from this last class, and I will remember the teacher's inculcation for life!
Unforgettable class composition 5 3 "It is best to keep quiet in class!" Teachers often tell us this. So, in my memory, that class was quiet, but that class was the only one that impressed me deeply.
There will be a reading lecture that day. I'd like to attend, but I don't have the courage. The host came up to me and said, "Come on, it's important to participate." I got up the courage to sign up.
"Ding Rinrin," the bell rang. As soon as the host appeared, there was applause. After the introduction by the host, let the students read aloud first. I am the last one, so I can learn the advantages of other players and supplement mine. I found the players very nervous. Look! They dare not look at their classmates when reading, and some simply read on their stomach. Even the best male students in the class are trembling when reading. Seeing their nervous appearance, I thought: what will happen if I go up? Take it easy. Anyway, I will try my best to recite it better. "Let's invite the next contestant to give a speech on the stage." It's my turn. I tiptoed onto the platform. I was nervous at first, but then I integrated myself into the article, just like telling a story. I read it with relish and stopped being afraid. I turned up my voice when I was reading momentum. Suddenly, the students below burst into laughter. At this time, my face turned red and I thought it was ridiculous. I don't care. I finished reading it, and one of them is wrong.
When I came down, I thought, Oh, this is terrible. I went up this time and made a fool of myself. That's disgusting. If I had known this, I would not have participated. No, anyway, the teacher said that participation is very important.
After a while, I asked the people at the same table why they laughed. It turned out that a male classmate fell asleep at his desk, and the teacher photographed him sleeping. Later, the teacher patted the table, and the male classmate vaguely rubbed his eyes and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what are you laughing at!" " "My deskmate told me something that made me laugh my head off. Now I want to open my mouth and laugh!
I have had the happiest class in this class. This lesson will remain in my memory forever.
Unforgettable Class Composition 5 4 The first class in the afternoon is my favorite math class, so I waited for this class early.
Who knows, in class, Mr. Pan, a math teacher, walked into the classroom with 86 "music coupons" for going home to listen to crazy music-the test paper. Suddenly, an idea rose in my mind: Oh, no, I'm going to comment on that boring test paper again.
I felt bored when marking papers, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Who knows, the bookworm in his stomach asked discontentedly, "Why don't you go to the reading club at noon to read the book I hope to borrow?" Suddenly, my brain had this desire. So, I took out a comic book called Wulongyuan, fearing that Teacher Pan would find out, and then I took the test paper as a fortress of books and read it with relish. Gradually, I devoted myself to the story and didn't listen to Mr. Pan's comments at all, let alone the reminders from my classmates.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Just when I was looking hard, I was discovered by Teacher Pan. Teacher Pan was so angry that he probably didn't expect that someone was reading a book that had nothing to do with the class when marking the papers. He snapped, "Bring it up!" Suddenly, the whole class focused on me, as if asking me, "What's the matter?" I was so shocked that I had to hand over the book with trepidation. Just listen to "shua shua" twice, and the book immediately fell apart. I saw Mr. Pan tear it twice, and the book was already a pile of waste paper. For an instant, I felt so regretful that I couldn't wait to turn Gan Kun around and save the book, but it was too late. I can only cheer up and start listening carefully so as not to make Mr. Pan angry again.
After class, Mr. Pan invited me into the office, told me a lot of reasons and scolded me. Somehow, I usually "shed blood without tears" and bowed my head and sobbed.
This time, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't read in class. I didn't use my time properly. I won't have another time, and I won't have a lawless class time and read books that have nothing to do with class!
Unforgettable class composition 5 Today is the annual Children's Day, and I will walk into my favorite school with excitement.
Just entering the school gate, more than half of the students came, and the school was colorful and beautiful.
I also ran downstairs to help the teachers clean and decorate the room. We used colored foam boards on the floor, and we had to wear school uniforms that day, and many girls didn't wear them (except for performances). Put them away and let's go upstairs. All the students in the class are here. We all ran downstairs with our own small benches, and many cars stopped at the school gate. There are parents in the east, west, north and south, and there are parents in our class, as well as her sister.
We sat on a small stool with our parents standing behind us. Yesterday, the teacher said, "There is only one dance in our class." Our class seems to have jumped forward, as if there were, Xiao Rong, Xiao Biao, Xiao Da and so on.
After the dance, Xiao Ting thought there was no performance, so she took the lead in washing her face under the tap. The headmaster found out and told the class teacher, who asked Xiao Jing to tell them not to wash it. She told Xiao Xuan, but they didn't seem to hear, so they went on washing. After three years of performance, they didn't know that there was another performance waiting for them.
After performing for two classes, we all moved the small stools back to the classroom. The teacher scolded them and asked Xiaowen to bring them a basin of water to wash their faces. The fourth-grade students laughed at us from the outside during recess, and all the female students were crying. Xiao Rong was the saddest one.