Write an essay based on the topic of recess life

1. Write an essay on the topic of "Recess"

"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling..." *** rang again after class, although it was a bit monotonous , but to the ears of our primary school students, it is like a beautiful piece of music. As soon as the teacher heard it, he would stop get out of class and let us rest or play games. At this time, the students walked out of the classroom and played games. Oh, our happy ten minutes between classes!

During the ten minutes between classes, my classmates and I often play various games together. "Eagle catching chicks" *** is fun, "touching game" is tense and interesting, "yo-yo" has novel tricks, "one-two-three wooden man" exercises the students' reaction ability, "kicking shuttlecock" and "jumping rubber bands" , "playing table tennis", etc. have exercised our physical strength and enhanced the spirit of cooperation among classmates...

After class today, the students picked up bubble blowing tools and started playing. You see, some students are blowing with their heads tilted, some are blowing with their faces raised, and some are jumping and chasing bubbles with a smile... Some of the soap bubbles blown out are like colorful balloons floating upward, and some are blowing like colorful balloons. Some were like urchins in colorful clothes chasing and playing in the air, some were stuck together in three or four as if whispering, and some were in groups like paratroopers slowly falling... I dipped my blowpipe in some soapy water. Blow it gently, and all of a sudden, a small colored ball pops out of the mouth of the tube. It gets bigger and bigger, spinning in circles around the mouth of the tube. After a while, it becomes a "big treasure gourd", which is very interesting! I carefully placed the "Big Treasure Gourd" on the table, and blew two small bubbles on it. Hooray, a cute "Mickey Mouse" was "born"! Looking at my "masterpiece", I couldn't help but smile proudly.

"The cat bites the mouse, run!" I took a look and saw a "cat" squatting on classmate Xiaoyu's desk. It was staring at my "rice" eagerly. "Mouse"! What a coincidence, at this critical moment, I only heard a soft sound, which was the sound of a bubble bursting! Alas, my "Mickey Mouse" couldn't resist and "died". "Ouch, it's so worthless!" I secretly blamed "Mickey Mouse" in my heart. Seeing Xiaoyu's pride, I was not to be outdone, and said with a smile: "Humph! You can play "Cat", but I can't play "Tiger", I will bite you to death!" I dipped the blowpipe in soapy water. He stuffed it into his mouth, stared, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard. Seeing the "tiger" getting bigger and bigger, I was very happy, "Look who can blow the bubbles better!" I was just thinking, I just heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the "tiger" body exploded. It's really hard work. ! The onlookers sighed involuntarily: "Oh! What a pity!" "Why did it break?" "Don't worry, be careful."... I also comforted myself secretly: "It's okay. "Blow again." I started to blow carefully...

"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling..." *** unexpectedly sounded at this time in class. When I got up, I quickly put away the bubble-blowing tools and said to Xiaoyu: "Come back to play after class in the second period, and I will definitely bite your "cat" to death!" "Hahaha, stay with me until the end!" We looked at each other and smiled, Everyone returned to their seats and sat down, fully prepared for the second class.

Ah, although ten minutes is short, it brings us infinite fun. It makes students happy physically and mentally, makes stressful studies easier, makes students' thinking more active, makes the friendship between classmates deeper, and makes our lives rich and colorful. 2. Write a essay on the topic of campus life A 700-word essay

Our campus life is rich and colorful. In class, we study hard and swim in the ocean of knowledge. After class, the students let their moods go and played happily. The playground and the corridors are all our paradise. Playing ball, skipping rope, peek-a-boo... are all our games, and we can always find fun for ourselves. Although I have stayed in this school for five years, every day is not boring. Every day has a new story and a different mood. Following a relaxed pace, we finally had the long-awaited ten minutes between classes. The sixth-grade seniors rushed out and occupied the inner playground, and the playground suddenly burst into excitement. Some senior students are playing badminton, some are playing basketball, and some are watching the scenery in the corridor. Of course, our group of active junior and senior students are also indispensable. Although the corridor upstairs is a bit narrow, it is also our "playground"! We are in fifth grade, and the study tasks are getting tighter and tighter, but we can always have fun in the midst of hardship. . .

.This is one of my inter-class life during my five years of campus study. It is so happy *** and full of expectations. I like my school, I love my campus life!

When you stepped into Dalian Experimental School with light steps, did you feel a force, a very powerful force pushing you forward and forward? This is how I felt when I first came to this school. This feeling made me fall in love with this school and slowly integrated into this campus and into the campus life. I love the morning glow on campus, I love the sunset on campus. When the white fish belly is reflected in the east, the red is hidden. When the veil in the staff dormitory could no longer cover her red face, she simply stopped covering it up, stopped being shy, and showed her whole face in front of us. The teaching buildings under the morning glow, one after another, row upon row, add a touch of red to the beautiful campus morning. The campus at sunset is irresistibly beautiful. It is a kind of tranquility and tranquility, and it is a kind of vigorous vitality. The crimson sunset shines on the lake, which is so quiet that green water plants are dotted and swaying, and the occasional breeze stirs up ripples. The fish are swimming happily in the water, do they also cheer for this campus? The sound of reading came from the two upright teaching buildings. It was the harmonious music of Beethoven on the piano. It was the beginning of the day. Occasionally, bursts of sweet laughter come with the breeze. It is an episode while studying hard all day long, and it is a testimony of joy and joy. When students welcome the morning glow and stride along the beautiful paths on campus, what kind of vitality is that! What a pleasant feeling it is when the students hold each other's arms and talk and laugh in the sunset! And our lovely and respectable teachers, when you encounter difficulties that cannot be solved, the teacher becomes your guide; when you have something in your heart but have nowhere to say it, the teacher becomes your listener; when you have When you are joyful and happy, the teacher becomes your sharer. Wouldn’t it be possible for you to love such a teacher sincerely? Who said campus life is boring in every possible way, who said everything on campus is full of helplessness. Look at my campus: campus life is always full of color and full of laughter. Therefore, I want to say: "My campus life is colorful!" Today, the teacher asked us to write or draw hilarious jokes. Without saying anything, the students picked up their pens and thought hard about it. Even I, who usually consider myself to have a 100% sense of humor, was a bit at a loss. Suddenly, I seemed to hear a sentence: "I can't even write a joke!" I suddenly had an idea, "poetically inspired", and started writing quickly. After a while, I wrote a "poetry" with my personality. Masterpiece". Write another one! I think. So I picked up a pen and effortlessly picked out the "King of Jokes" from the joke collection and wrote it down. Then, I communicated in the group again. The first one was written by Huang Jiajia. He wrote about brain teasers. This question was really difficult. We all said: "I can't guess it! Please tell us the answer!" So Huang Jiajia proudly said the answer, then At that time, I really felt inferior to myself. The second one was Huang Jiachen. He told a hilarious joke. The content of the joke was: Once upon a time, there was a man who was sick. A doctor was invited. The doctor came to his home and asked the patient: "Do you have a hammer?" ’ The patient gave him a hammer, and the doctor asked: ‘Do you have any nails? ’ The patient gave him another nail. The patient was curious, so he asked the doctor: "Why do you use this hammer and nails to treat me? What disease do I have?" The doctor replied: "Of course you need to open the medicine box first to treat the disease." ! 'I was the third one to appear, and as expected, they all laughed. So the joke between me and Huang Jiachen was chosen, and the teacher invited four classmates. Look at the jokes. My jokes were read by Hu Qinyu, and I didn't notice the smile on her face at all. But she smiled when she read Huang Jiachen's jokes. I was so frustrated. Can I not be sad when I watched the "throne" fall into his hands? Fortunately, the teacher gave me the opportunity to show it, and then I learned about it through this game. Difficulties should not be flinched from, but must be overcome. 3. A 600-word essay on unforgettable recess time

Every one of us has probably experienced recess, which is a short but happy time. Ten minutes.

We often use these ten minutes to do various things. How to make good use of these ten minutes is a great fortune for us.

When I was in first grade, I clearly remember that my classmates and I did the same thing during recess - that was to make trouble. Making trouble regardless of the consequences.

As soon as get out of class was over, the teacher "escaped" out of the classroom. I remember it was when I first entered elementary school. In the first few days of school, all our courses became recess. We didn’t understand the rules, yelled, and played wildly.

We spent several weeks like this, until one day, when the head teacher was overwhelmed by our arrogance, his anger burst out, and our "all-day recess" ended. Gradually, I became more sensible and no longer naughty.

The recess life at that time was full of joy and vitality. The most unforgettable thing for me is the recess activities.

Whenever the end bell of the second period is remembered, and then the "Athletes' March" sounds, everyone lines up and runs neatly to the playground. The first thing is to do radio gymnastics. We all do it, but Some naughty ones made their movements so exaggerated that the students had to cover their mouths and snicker, and some even laughed heartily. After that, the physical education teacher taught us some unknown martial arts exercises. All the male students' expressions immediately became serious and began to take it seriously. They listened attentively to the physical education teacher's explanation of the essentials of the movements, which made the girls laugh.

Ah! The ten-minute activity between classes is so interesting. It adds another layer of fun to our intense study. The recess activities not only exercise our bodies, but also make us healthier and make our study life more fulfilling and interesting. 4. Write an essay with a total score of no less than 100 words on the topic of how interesting our recess life is.

The clouds are floating in the sky, the sun is shining in the sky, and the birds are on the trees. Chirping.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, get out of class is over. We are like little birds just out of the cage, we can’t wait to fly to the playground, what are we doing? Let's go do some activities.

The playground suddenly became lively and lively, with rich and colorful activities. Some are skipping rope, some are playing tug of war vigorously, some are kicking shuttlecock dexterously, and some are running hard, playing table tennis and basketball.

I participate in skipping. I held the rope tightly, held my head high, opened my eyes wide, and tightened my face. I flicked the rope hard, raised my feet in the air, and the rope flashed by under my feet.

I dance faster and faster, like a rolling garland. I was very tired from dancing, and I was sweating profusely. The sweat even flowed into my eyes. It felt so uncomfortable.

I thought: "I am challenging my classmates. I can't give up. I have to persist." My classmates were encouraging me and I was full of confidence. In the end, I won.

Recess activities are so fun! I like recess activities. 5. Composition "My Recess Life"

My recess life is very rich. "Ding Ling Ling" class is over, and the students are so happy that they rush out of the classroom like arrows. In the middle of the corridor, on the playground, some are jumping rubber bands, some are running, and some are playing games... …The campus suddenly became a sea of ??joy.

Jumping rope is my favorite activity during class. After class, I picked up a rope and asked a few friends to come to the playground. The cheerful rope skipping competition began. I gently tiptoed and swung the rope with both hands. The rope went up and down, and my pigtails It also flew up and down, just like the wings of a dragonfly. It was very interesting. Everyone, you dance, I dance, the competition is exciting and fierce, the playground is filled with the happy laughter of the students.

The campus between classes is a beautiful dancing map, which makes me nostalgic. 6. A 600-word essay titled "Unforgettable Recess Time"

Every one of us has probably experienced recess, which was a short but happy ten minutes. We often use these ten minutes to do various things. How to make good use of these ten minutes, for us, this is a big fortune. When I was in first grade, I clearly remember that my classmates and I were doing the same thing during recess—making trouble. Reckless trouble. As soon as get out of class was over, the teacher "escaped" out of the classroom. I remember it was when I first entered elementary school. In the first few days of school, all our courses became recess. We didn’t understand the rules, yelled, and played wildly.

We spent several weeks like this, until one day, when the head teacher was overwhelmed by our arrogance, he burst out with anger, and our "all-day class" ended.

Gradually, I became more sensible and no longer naughty. The recess life at that time was full of joy and vitality. The most unforgettable thing for me is the recess activities. Whenever the bell rang at the end of the second period, and then the "Athletes' March" sounded, everyone lined up and ran neatly to the playground. The first thing was to do radio gymnastics. We all did it, but some naughty ones did the moves. It was so exaggerated that the students had to cover their mouths and snicker, and some even laughed heartily. After that, the physical education teacher taught us some unknown martial arts exercises. All the male students' expressions immediately became serious and began to take it seriously. They listened attentively to the physical education teacher's explanation of the essentials of the movements, which made the girls laugh.

Ah! The ten-minute activity between classes is so interesting. It adds another layer of fun to our intense study. The recess activities not only exercise our bodies, but also make us healthier and make our study life more fulfilling and interesting. 7. Write a 450-word essay on the topic of the most beautiful recess

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling" the bell rang, and the students ran out of the classroom like a swarm and came to the playground. Interesting recess activities began.

Look, the student who skipped the rope held both ends of the rope and jumped so high! Some jump to single swing, some jump to double swing, and some jump to choreography. The student playing football picked it up with his foot, and the ball flew up, and then landed on his foot. He raised his foot again, and the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed on the foot of another classmate. , that classmate kicked the ball hard, and the ball flew into the goal. The students cheered: "Oh yeah! The goal is scored!" "Great, the ball is scored!" Looking at their looks, you can tell that they must be happy in their hearts. Flowers bloomed. Then let’s look at the classmate who played basketball. He opened his palms hard, grabbed the ball, and threw it upwards. The basketball fell into the arms of the basket accurately. Those students jumped three feet high and were so happy! Look at the students who are doing Juvenile Boxing. They all make fists with their hands, put them on their waists, and squat in a horse stance. Looking at their seriousness, it really looks like that! Finally, the most exciting part is definitely the big rope jump. Those students put in the rope one after another, and took out the rope one after another, as if the rope would never break. They were so serious, and I kind of admire them.

As class started ***, the students ended their recess activities. How about it, our recess is very interesting! 8. Write an essay on the topic of "Wonderful Campus Life"

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Our campus life is like a colorful kaleidoscope, extremely exciting. Many activities not only brought me joy, but also enhanced the cohesion of our class.

I remember one time the school held a basketball game, and we participated as a class. Our class’s game was the first one. The three players A, B, and C from our class went on the field to prepare for the challenge of Class 5. With the PE teacher's whistle, the intense basketball game began. The players on the field lined up. Player A first passed the ball to our team member B. After receiving the ball, team B went to the opponent's basket. During the attack, the opponent's players X, Y, and Z also entered their roles. But player B wanted to challenge one-on-one. B made a fake move and bypassed X, but he didn't notice that player Y on the right stretched out his hand and intercepted the ball. Hey! There was a sigh in the audience. Player Y immediately started his quick work. Players X and Z also rushed under our backboard. Our players shouted bad and all retreated. Player A blocked Y and Y passed the ball. It was given to X under the backboard on the right side. X caught the ball and jumped for a layup. The ball went in! The students on the other side cheered, 0-2, 0-4, 0-6. I felt a bit low in morale. 2-10,10-20. drop! The first half ended with a whistle.

Three members of our class came over dejectedly. The head teacher said: "You can't continue fighting like this. You must unite and don't act alone."

Drop! The second half of the game began. Team B no longer acts alone, passes the ball as soon as it is blocked, and cooperates with other players to attack.

Now player A takes the ball and attacks the basket. X steps forward to block it. He immediately passes the ball to B. As soon as B receives the ball, he tries to hit it in but can't score. He passes the ball to B again. Player A made a decisive shot and the ball went in! 13-20,15-22,17-24. . . . . . 30-30. There are 20 seconds left on the clock. We serve. Player A passes the ball to B. Player B dribbles toward the opponent's basket. Player X blocks again. Player B makes a fake move and passes the ball to C. Time is still up. With 12 seconds left, C quickens the pace, and player Y blocks. C immediately passes the ball to A. There are 7 seconds left. Player A catches the ball outside the three-point line and adjusts his posture to prepare for shooting. There are 6 seconds left. , he bent his feet downward slightly and sent it forward. There were 4 seconds left on the clock. The ball bounced up as soon as it touched the basket. There were 3 seconds left on the clock. It fell before it came in. Team B quietly pushed toward the backboard. When he ran down and jumped up, there was 1 second left. Team B scored without a blue ball! Our class won! 9. Start with the sentence: Our recess life is so colorful, write a 150-word essay

When I was in elementary school, I always looked forward to going to junior high school.

Rather than looking forward to growing up, it is better to say that I look forward to the freedom of junior high school. In my opinion, junior high school is a happy stage - no worries; no sorrow; and no nagging from parents.

But when I entered junior high school, I truly realized that life in junior high school was not as simple as I imagined. There are more and more subjects to be studied in junior high school; the homework is getting more and more difficult; the knowledge is getting more and more complex; and the ups and downs of nature are also experienced more and more deeply: Sour Life in junior high school is very sour.

Whenever I don’t do well in an exam, I will hate myself for not living up to expectations and shed tears of regret. Occasionally, when the teacher gently scolds me, I will feel aggrieved and sad. However, sourness is a gift of life. Whenever I do not do well in an exam and feel sad, I will understand: results require hard work, and hard work will be rewarded.

Whenever I feel sad when I am criticized, I will tell myself: I brought it upon myself, and I will never do it again. It is this kind of sadness that makes me understand that "sorry is nothing more than this". As long as I keep this sentence in mind, I will not be afraid of frustration.

My junior high school life is sour and flavorful. Sweet Junior high school life is very sweet.

The three-year friendship between classmates is rich and sweet, and is sweet to the heart. From not knowing each other when we first entered school, we gradually got together and talked about everything.

Sweet, like honey when you eat it, it sweetens your heart bit by bit. Everyone happily reads and writes together; chats about world affairs together; jumps rubber bands and plays basketball together.

Happiness is shared by everyone; difficulties are borne together. That’s how happiness is ! My life in junior high school is sweet to the bottom of my heart.

Life in junior high school is very hard. In order to get into key high schools and key universities, we need to work hard to realize our dreams.

I get up at dawn in order to seize the time to recite; I still refuse to fall asleep at 10 o'clock in the evening, so as not to leave today's tasks until tomorrow. During the day, all subjects have homework in "language, mathematics, foreign language, objects, and chemistry"; in the evening, they read by candlelight because the teacher will check the homework tomorrow.

"Oh! I'm so exhausted!" I wanted to watch my favorite cartoons, but I was trapped by piles of homework and couldn't get out. My junior high school life is so tiring.

Spicy Junior high school life is spicy. As a class cadre, you must be in front of everything in study, work, and labor.

During the morning self-study, I took the book and walked to the podium to organize the morning reading loudly. I didn’t know where the sound of "showing off" floated out, and then there was a spicy taste floating in my heart. Lying in bed, I would also think to myself, "Is there any way to mobilize the whole class to cooperate to complete the tasks assigned by the teacher? If that could be done, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?" My junior high school life was really spicy.

Junior high school life is like a "five-flavor bottle" with all five flavors. In the three years of junior high school, I have tasted the ups and downs.

However, I firmly believe that if you work hard, you will gain something.

As long as I keep studying hard and treat others with a sincere and sincere attitude, we will go through the ups and downs of junior high school together and move towards a better tomorrow together! The bell rang, and we met in childhood. I vaguely remember that three years ago, when we were still childish, we entered the junior high school with surprise, desire and a little fear. It seemed to be fate. Once in front of the Jade Emperor, we were Write your name in the book of life and death: We will meet in this life.

Or maybe we have looked back five hundred times in our previous lives, so even without God’s instructions, we still came together based on the fate of our previous lives. In short, in the hot summer, we started our mental journey together with our longing and reverie... Under the blue sky, our common struggle and destiny seemed to be making a big joke, and we were destined to be together in this life. Moving forward in hard work, there is no strong color, but with a faint fragrance.

Once. We think that this is life, and the days go by over and over again. The day before yesterday is like yesterday, yesterday is like today, and today is like tomorrow. This kind of life cannot satisfy our gradually mature psychological desire for the outside world. There is always a trace of burning in our hearts. The rebellious fire will burn as long as there is a little spark, and maybe this is confusion. The heavy learning tasks extinguish it bit by bit. The sky is just like the beginning, that kind of light blue, so light that it is suffocating, even if Although we are unruly, we know clearly that everything will eventually develop according to its own laws. Only with knowledge can we be called a new generation of human beings.

Therefore, it is decided that we should not waste our youth, let everything be buried deep in our hearts, and do not let worldly things taint it. What we need now is just struggle, and friendship will be born in struggle. Work together in friendship. The flying dreams record our stories. In a daze, we have entered the graduation class, and the messy trivial matters are pouring in. The classmates suddenly become extremely busy, but we did not become estranged because of this. On the contrary, we talked more.

Everyone is busy writing classmate records. This seems to be a way of seeking comfort, but the words can't express our feelings. Yes, it’s been three years, I can’t say how long it is, but the story of three years can’t be described in words. They are just words of blessing, but they can’t reach the sadness deep in my heart that is constantly being cut and confused. The wind and rain of three years will... Eternally recorded under the sky of history... Farewell is just a settling of time. We are leaving. It is always like this. In the sea of ??people with no end in sight, we pass by each other in a hurry and cannot stay for a moment longer.

Baby Annie said: Time can heal all wounds. We will feel pain, but we are helpless against the tricks of fate. The photo album records the smiles of the past, rebelliousness and unyielding, groping in the dark, but there is always someone with us, so we will not be lonely.

I firmly believe that separation cannot take away the most important part of our lives. Our story never ends….