My story with the school: 5-word composition for grade three.

The story of me and my school is 5 words

Teacher Yu Yi said, "Every man has his soul, and every teacher has his soul". School motto is the soul of a school, the accumulation of school history and culture, the concentrated expression of the school-running concept formed in the long-term school-running process, and also the core content of campus culture. The school has ushered in another new period of development. The wise decision of the school leaders, "Let education go to heaven and let teachers and students stand tall", has led all our teachers and students and the school to further improve their majors, education and teaching.

First, the school motto eased my bad habit of laziness

I have been a lazy child since I was in kindergarten. I don't want to get up, go to school, or even dress or eat. Every time I see someone rushing somewhere, I think: What's the hurry? Why not slow down! Be careful if you run too fast, you will fall. . . Such a negative idea indulges my bad habit of laziness. When I stepped into primary school, the school motto on the bulletin board made my eyes bright: "Let education go to heaven and let teachers and students stand tall." From the moment I saw this school motto, I stipulated to myself: "Don't be lazy, do it with your heart". Whenever I write my homework carelessly, I criticize myself: "How did you write it?"! I just stipulated to myself that I should do everything with my heart. Why did I get into the old habit again? How can you stand on your feet like this! " ; Whenever I am too lazy to do the exercise homework assigned by my teacher in physical education class, I will think, "Didn't you make a rule for yourself not to be lazy? If you want to stand tall, you have to work hard! What are you doing like this? . 。” I couldn't allow myself to think any more, ran outside and seriously reviewed the radio exercises. . . In short, if I am lazy again, I will not indulge myself until the "lazy ghost" leaves me completely

Second, the school motto has turned me into an optimistic child

It's time for the final exam again, because I did well in the last exam, so I'm a little carried away. Even the most basic "review before the exam" is not done well. The day of the exam finally came. I finished the test paper with confidence and handed it in hopefully. After a few days of "suffering", I skipped to school, but my exam results were-you know, terrible. . . I am very sad. When I walked out of the school, I inadvertently glanced at the bulletin board, and that school motto came into my eyes again: "Let education go to heaven, let teachers and students stand tall." I thought, "you can't give up if you encounter such a small setback!" Didn't you just fail in the exam? It doesn't matter, keep working hard next time and start again! You have to be a student who stands tall! " After the exam incident, I have never been as sad as that time, because I can't be too pessimistic, and I have to think about everything in an optimistic direction!

The school motto inspires me to grow up and guides me in the future. School motto, you changed me!

junior high school composition semi-propositional composition 5-word composition of my story with _ _ _ _ _ _ _

my story with the book

"Ding Lingling!" After class * * * rang, I picked up my schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom quickly, flying home like a bird. Today, I finally borrowed his new book from my classmate. I will enjoy it when I get home!

as soon as I entered the house, I quickly kicked off my shoes, threw my schoolbag on the sofa, plunged into my new book and swam happily. Time flew by in my ear, and I didn't notice it. "Hao yuan what are you doing hiding in the room? I have called you several times! Come out for dinner! " My mother's voice startled me. I broke free from the tense plot in the book and turned my head to see that my mother was standing behind me: "I am reading!" So you can eat soon? Look at another page, after reading this plot, I will come! " "You're a bookworm. You'll be nearsighted if you look at it again! Eat right away! " My mother looked at me as if I was addicted to books. I had to reluctantly "kiss goodbye" to the book and reluctantly walked out of the room.

it's not obvious, so I have to do it in the dark. After dinner, I took out my exercise book and Chinese book, pretended to do my homework, and then hid the book in the drawer. When my mother was away, I secretly took it out and read it. "Everything is ready, baby book, I'm coming!" I muttered, quietly opened the book. "Hey!" The door of the room was pushed open, no, mom is coming! I was so scared that my hair stood on end. I quickly stuffed the book into the drawer, grabbed the pen in my right hand like a whirlwind and pretended to be working hard at the exercise book. Mom saw that I was doing my homework and left with satisfaction. I picked up the book again and read it with relish ...

Last week, the school organized a reading activity of "Good books grow with me", and I invited my mother to study with me, dragging her into the "thief boat". Now, my mother has also become a "bookworm" and will never object to my reading extra-curricular books.

The story composition of my classmates and I is more than 5 words

I hope it can help you and hope to adopt it.

My story with my classmates

I have a classmate named Peng Cheng. We used to eat a pair of good friends, but the last contradiction tore our friendship apart.

At the end of an English class, the English teacher handed out the English test paper for us to revise, and Mr. Peng Cheng, who was sitting behind me, came to talk to Xu Jiayou about laughing at me, for example, they called me koala duck eggs. I just can't help it. Peng Cheng saw me like this, but continued to speak ill of me with Xu Jiayou, still smiling. I put his pencil case on the ground in a fit of pique, and Peng Cheng, not to be outdone, rushed up and pulled my book to the ground. A "big war" began like this.

We were both very angry. You punched me and kicked me up. The English teacher and the students next to us all ran over to stop the fight, but we still wrestled without advice. Seeing that the situation was not good, several students called the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, down, and we were still playing until Mr. Zhang pulled us apart. I scratched Peng Cheng's face with a knife, and his glasses were knocked down and pulled to the ground. Fortunately, they were not broken, but I was not hurt. Teacher Zhang asked the students who would start first. Some students stood on my side and others on his side, and then they scrambled to tell Teacher Zhang the reason. Teacher Zhang criticized us both in turn, and we were both at fault.

when I got home, I felt it was my fault. I shouldn't have hurt Peng Cheng, so I planned to buy some food for Peng Cheng. The next day, I handed the snacks to Peng Cheng, and said I was sorry. Peng Cheng seemed to have nothing happened. He smiled and said to me, "Never mind, we are still good friends."

Through this incident, I realized that people should be generous and not stingy, so that they can make more friends.

I have a very good classmate-Chen Yipeng. Whenever I have a math problem that I can't do, he always helps me patiently until I understand it.

I remember once, I got more than 7 points in my math exam. Teacher Gu said that our class did badly in the math exam, so let's correct it ourselves. I corrected it quickly, except for one topic. Just when I was puzzled, Chen Yipeng came over and said, "Zhao Weiqiang, can't you correct it? Do you want me to teach you?" There is sincerity in the tone. "Thank you for your kindness, I will correct it myself!" I said angrily, revealing that I am angry with myself! "Oh, then I want to see if you have this ability?" After 3 minutes, I couldn't help sweating, but the math problem hasn't been solved. At this point, Chen Yipeng swaggered over. "Did you work it out?" "Quick, it's almost solved." "Let me see." "Oh, Zhao Weiqiang, I can't figure it out clearly, and I said that I did. I really want to save face. Let me teach you, first … then … finally … you see this topic is so simple." My brain suddenly opened up. "Look for me next time if you have a problem you can't do. We are good friends!"

When Mr. Gu asked me this question, I answered it fluently. Teacher Gu gave a thumbs up. After class was over, I ran to Chen Yipeng's desk and thanked him. But he said, "It is right to help others."

This is my classmate Chen Yipeng, and I will never forget him.

The story of me and the classic works

I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because it is the world of poetry.

"your grasses up north are as blue as jade, our mulberries here curve green-threaded branches"

I have dreamt about it countless times and fantasized about it thousands of times. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty, I could go to but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and and ride to you, great mountain, when I have need of you with Li Taibai. I can go into the world side by side with him, learn poetics, and be free and unfettered. Every day, I chant with him the bold poem "You don't see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return". I drank alone with him in the flowers and danced swords in the moonlight. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because it belongs to the sacred palace of poetry. Taibai Xiukou spit is half a prosperous Tang Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty, I could get in touch with Chen Ziang who sang "where, before me, are the ages that have gone?, and where, behind me, are the coming generations?" and feel his grief and indignation. I can get in touch with Wang Bo, who often says, "Where is the ribbon in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the threshold" and feel his talent. I can get in touch with the talented person who graduated from the college, and feel proud and frivolous. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty and in the world of poetry.

"earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever"

Living in the Tang Dynasty, I can appreciate the amazing beauty of Yang Guifei, the infatuation of Tang Xuanzong, and the lingering sadness. The blood spattered under Mawei slope exudes desolation. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because I want to appreciate the feelings of the Tang Dynasty, its tolerance, and its prosperity and decline. Legend has it that the Tang Dynasty was grand and generous, full of great power. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, a picturesque world. "Chang 'an looks back and embroiders in piles, and thousands of doors open at the top of the mountain." One ride only smiles for the concubine; "over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, Yingying, Xiamu and Huangqi", the Tang Dynasty in Wang Wei's eyes is so picturesque that it attracts my yearning. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, and accompany Wang Wei to see the clouds rolling and blooming every day, the bright moon on the pine trees and the clear spring on the rocks.

"All the poor people in the world are smiling"

I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, a dynasty constructed by poetry. The trampling of An Shi Rebellion made me feel Du Fu's grief and indignation. I felt his revelry when he heard that Henan and Hebei were recovered and sang "on the green spring-day that starts me home". I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, enjoy the heartfelt voice of a group of patriots, listen to the horn of the Tang Dynasty, and appreciate the tragic turn from prosperity to decline. No one mourned for Du Fu, and no one mourned for him. I want to stay by his side and express my patriotic feelings with his poems and talents.

I want to live in the Tang Dynasty. Whether it is prosperous or declining, it is a poetic world, full of poetry. The picturesque country has become a poetic realm in Wang Wei's hands, and the heroic feelings have become eternal feelings in Taibai's mouth. The bloody war shows its situation under the expression of poetry. Tang Dynasty, a dynasty of poetry.

I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because it is a world of poetry, and there are thousands of years of feelings buried.

Write 5 words for school stories.

Here comes Miss Chun. She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm wind, rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.

here comes Miss Chun. She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm wind, rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.

The grass on the playground, with the spring breeze blowing and the drizzle nourishing, lifted up its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Spring is good, Sister Spring Rain and Spring Breeze is good!" The sound of reading came from the classroom, accompanied by continuous drizzle, which made people feel particularly comfortable.

At noon, Grandfather Sun sprinkled warm sunshine on the earth, and mapped the garden community of the school like a kingdom of heaven, which was very beautiful. Set off the luxuriously decorated school science building next to it like a palace in the sky. Look, butterflies are flying in the bushes in Qi Fei, and groups of dragonflies compete in the air like aeroplane stunts. Listen, "chirp", who is calling? Oh, it's a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in the long jump on the big tree that bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted small buds. After school, the students strolled in this environment of birds and flowers, enjoying the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students have taken off their thick clothes and played the game of throwing sandbags.

In the evening, the sound of reading on campus, the spring breeze blowing on your face and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated. Hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable, which seems to be holding a swearing-in meeting for the anti-mosquito war. The small trees on the roadside hold the gifts given to him by the spring rain, miss the time of meeting with the sun during the day, and grow sturdily with the night fog. The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they got carried away and danced the gentle Waltz's "Song of the Spring Breeze", with an extremely beautiful gesture. Princess Stars in the sky flashed her little eyes as if to ask, "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me? "

ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming landscape animation!

theme: the school has grown up with me, and I have added more than 5 words to the school.

Work hard, friends

-Speech in memory of the December 9 th Movement

Hello, teachers and students!

(Today, the "December 29th" speech contest was held, full of young people and full of vigor. What a lively gathering this is! The speech contest to commemorate "December 29th" has been held more than once at school. I have not been able to participate in the past few times, and I am very excited to participate today. The topic of my speech is work hard, friends)

The train of history, carrying the past honors and disgraces, has entered a new century with deep thinking.

The 2th century is like a song, with high notes and low key. The twentieth century is like a road, which is smooth and bumpy; The twentieth century, bathed in the light of science, longed for fresh air; In the 2th century, experienced the baptism of war, calling for the olive branch of peace. The twentieth century recorded the humiliation and blood and tears of the Chinese nation, the struggle and struggle of the Chinese nation, and the rejuvenation and rise of the Chinese nation.

Looking back at the 2th century, we can see that the iron hoof of the invaders once trampled on my beautiful mountains and rivers; The devil's plane once raged over China; Those shiny bayonets once stabbed my elder brothers ... We had tears on our faces, blood in our hearts, indignation and shame.

My friends, when the wheel of time rolls to the 21st century, and December 9th is impressively displayed on the calendar, I believe that as young people, no one will forget this day, December 9th.

December 9th was an ordinary but extraordinary day in time to go back. Back in 1935, the sunshine was still lazy, the winter was still cold and miserable, but the air was flowing rapidly, because an earth-shattering event happened in Beiping, the historical capital, where slogans were hung everywhere to oppose surrender and oppression.