Campus sweetness

I can still remember the sweet moment of 1 on campus. We laugh together, hug together, shout together, and be sweet together ... Maybe that's just the most insignificant point in life, but we will never forget it. Together, we are so sweet. ...

It was the third grade, and we were preparing for the most important event of the sports meeting-jumping the long rope. The whole grade is practicing nervously, and every class dare not neglect it, because everyone wants to have the "sweet" taste of success. This is a collective project, which tests the unity of this big family. In the previous small exercise, our class has been far ahead and wants to win the final.

Time flies and the final has already started.

We nervously prepared our postures and took our positions. When the referee's whistle sounded a "drip", the game began. Students cooperate very tacitly, like a silk thread that keeps pulling, one after another. At this moment, I don't know who it is The silk thread broke with a bang. Instead of complaining and sighing, the students shouted "one, two, one" in unison.

Jumping up one after another, this is the most United appearance of our class five (2) family. With the passage of time, the students were gradually exhausted, and everyone persisted until the end. Finally, the whistle sounded again and the game was over. All our classmates felt that we had failed this time, so they held their breath and waited quietly for the result of the game. The results are out! The results are out! "We are the first people to jump the long rope" shouted Miss Zhou! Suddenly, we boiled and screamed together: "Success! Success! " Jumping together and cheering together ... this moment is also the sweetest look of our big family.

Although it has been a long time, that feeling, that joy, that sweetness has been hidden in our hearts. The sweetness of that moment on campus is unforgettable from beginning to end. That is the sweetness brought by our joint efforts and time.

Sweet Campus 2 Campus is like honey, sweet from head to toe.

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Campus is honey. Over the past six years, I have been savoring the sweetness it brings me and swimming in the ocean of happiness.

Teacher? toffee

The teacher is a toffee, which is hard and bitter at first, but if you chew it carefully, the filling inside will fill your mouth, sweet and memorable. I still remember when I first went to school, the teacher was very strict. There are many requirements for text preparation, including writing and drawing for 40 minutes at a time, which is inevitably a bit strict for a child who just went to school. Listening to words, sentences and idioms gives you a headache, and you have to check your homework every day. I complain almost every day. But when I took a 98-point paper at the end of the term and looked at the wavy lines circled on my writing, I was still happy.

Classmate? Fruit sourness

Classmates are fruit candy, each with its own taste, but it makes me taste different sweetness and happiness. On rainy days, good friends hold hands and curl up under a small umbrella to tell their secrets; On duty, my deskmate helped me carry my schoolbag, found out my exercise book and gave it to the class representative. At the sports meeting, the shouts from the audience resounded through the sky. When we succeed, we laugh together, jump together and taste joy together; The voice of failure and comfort is enough to comfort my unhappiness. Friendship between classmates comes through different expressions, just like various flavors of fruit candy, but their core is love, collective care, friendship between classmates, and sweetness of mutual love and happiness.

Campus is honey. Growing up on campus means growing up in love and bathing in sweetness.

Sweet campus 3 Time flies, time passes in the ticking bell, and the wind chimes of the years echo in the campus. In a blink of an eye, primary school life is coming to an end. Every time I think of it, my heart is like a rough sea, which can't be calm for a long time. All kinds of smells come to mind.

I am reluctant to leave, and I am reluctant to leave my teachers and classmates. Before, the room was still thinking about our reading sound, and the next second, the room was empty. The hard-working figure and strange smiling face will all leave us, and the sour taste will not disappear in my heart for a long time.

The ups and downs on campus are really twins. During the final review, stacks of papers pressed on me, making me breathless. Pressure is like a spring. It taught me to be strong. According to the study plan, the cruel tactics of starting to ask questions at the end of the term, step by step. Bitter before sweet, unremitting efforts made me get good grades in the exam. Seeing mom and dad's happy eyes, I really cheer for myself.

My nickname "Chili" is the most overbearing, so that I can have the best memories. The little girl in our class was pushed and shoved by the girls in Class 3 when she was receiving water from the water room. The reason turned out to be that the students in our class accidentally got a little water on her, so the war started. I was very angry when I learned that, so I went to talk to her. She's not a vegetarian either. She acted as if you didn't care about me. I don't have a hollow reputation! Either apologize, or let the little girl in my class give her a try, or go to the teacher's office to report and give her a "big red star" in the primary school comments. She was startled by my imposing manner and apologized obediently. Therefore, my pepper is more famous!

Six years together, ups and downs. We are about to wave goodbye and part ways, but I can't bear to part with my teachers and classmates. I hope all my classmates will make greater progress in the future. I wish the teacher good health and peaches and plums all over the world!

Four sweet memories on campus, like movies, flashed in my mind. There are many ups and downs in the six years I spent in my alma mater, but the most unforgettable thing is sweetness.

It was in the fourth grade of primary school. Once, I felt groggy and a little nauseous because I was a little uncomfortable. I have been forbearing for 40 minutes in class, and finally I heard the teacher shout "class dismissed." I couldn't bear it any longer, so I ran to the toilet. But before I got to the toilet, my naughty stomach began to turn over the river. I didn't feel well. I threw up everything I ate in the morning. Suddenly, there was a big circle of people standing around me, including our class and other classes, and even a few first-grade children came to join in the fun. My face burned like the sun at once, and I have been blaming myself. Really! Can't you just go to the bathroom? Why are you throwing up here? Must be laughed at!

Unexpectedly, a pair of big hands behind me suddenly pulled me, which is a saying! She patted me on the back while helping me, and kept asking me, "How are you, Wang? Are you all right? " Is it better? "I nodded, and then everyone around me got busy: some took out paper to wipe their mouths, some mopped the floor, and several classmates helped me into the classroom.

When I got to class, when my classmates knew the reason, some poured me water to drink, some kept comforting me, and some patted me on the back with their hands ... I looked at everything everyone had done for me, and my nose was sour, and tears poured out of my eyes like a flood. Zhangyan seemed to understand my mind and said to me, "It doesn't matter. We are all classmates. I hope you will get better soon!" "He said, while making faces at me, I couldn't help laughing.

Although it has been a long time, I still remember it vividly. The feeling of classmates on campus is so sweet that people can't bear to forget it. ...

Campus Sweet 5 is about to graduate, and there are many stories on campus, selling iron in a pot, sweet and sour, but that one thing has made my heart as sweet as honey.

I remember when I was in the second grade, my Chinese was poor and I could use it to the extreme. Every time the teacher says that it is my nightmare to test Chinese words. Because my Chinese is not good, I never like to face it. It's just that every time the machine is changed, it's not right after the change.

Once the nightmare starts again. I made many mistakes as before. In order to improve my Chinese level, the teacher talked to me once. Although I make many mistakes every time, I am also a very strong child. Every time the teacher says that my face is going to be as red as fire, and this teacher's conversation makes my little self-esteem even more unbearable. I am determined to practice this Chinese well.

In order to practice Chinese new words, I began to practice words after I finished my homework. The first thing I do when I get up in the morning is to practice words. I also read many books to practice more words. Unconsciously, my words are less and less wrong.

Slowly, it's the final exam again. I walked into the classroom with confidence. I used to see China's paper as if I saw the enemy, but now? He looks like my friend and confidant. I was worried and happy before the exam results came out. I'm worried because I'm afraid I won't do well in the exam, and I'm happy because I'm going to know the result of my efforts soon.

When I heard the teacher read that my Chinese score was 96, I almost jumped for joy! The teacher also praised my good grades, although it was only such a short sentence, but it also made my heart as sweet as honey.

This is bitter before sweet. Experience bitterness first, and then experience sweetness in sweetness!

Sweet on campus 6 I have eaten many things on campus, some are sour, some are sweet, some are bitter and some are spicy. They are everywhere and can be tasted at any time. Anything is possible if there is an emergency. ...

ferment

As soon as school started, the teacher appointed the monitor. Without any election, we don't believe it. But a few days later, the teacher lowered everyone's position by one level and gave the position of captain to Li Zekun. To tell the truth, Li Zekun studies in general. Why should he be a teacher? The monitor (except Li Zekun) was very angry, and my heart was full of sour sympathy.

sweet

I was very depressed because of my poor grades several times in a row, but I soon pulled myself together. Do more questions and read more books at home, and don't ask your parents. As a result, I got 99 points! This is my highest math score ever! My heart is sweeter than honey.

difficult

My life has been very busy since the new teacher came to teach us. Why? Because the teacher assigned a lot of homework, which is equivalent to handing in two days' homework to the teacher! I'm at a loss. Also, teachers usually have few moral classes, so they can't just talk a little or even talk at all! The rest of the time must be doing exercise books, reciting texts, mentioning words and reciting ancient poems! Alas, it's really bitter!

fragrant

Today, the teacher suddenly wanted to mention words. I asked for leave on Thursday afternoon and didn't know my homework. It's over, it's over, so we have to "sharpen our knives". As long as it is good, I know that "unhappiness is also light"! After I started to mention it, I couldn't do any of them-forget it, forget it, post it! The last item-reading ancient poems silently, this doesn't bother me. I also handed in the book in a hurry. I feel quite nervous, too. As I expected, * * * was wrong by six. Alas, although the most predictable, but my heart is always uncomfortable, my face burned.

My ups and downs on campus are like this, in fact, there are still many unfinished works! They are everywhere.

Sweetness on campus 7 The ups and downs on campus are all "yeasts" that promote our growth. For example, I have had a sour experience.

I am a woman, and I have never cried before that, so I have established a myth of "no tears" among the girls in my class. But that time, I cried.

I studied well and worked efficiently, so the class teacher put the important task of counting scores on me. I think I did a good job, too. But it happened.

At the end of the semester, the teacher asked me to sort out the top ten and all the other rankings and hand them in. Of course I go all out. In art class and music class, when everyone was watching the movie, I just resisted the temptation of the movie and bowed my head and left. After two classes and two breaks, I copied the list and put it on the podium.

The next day, the teacher asked me to hand in the list. What I didn't know was that the students on duty yesterday lost the list in order to check their scores. So I asked strangely, "I handed in the list, on the podium." Seeing that I was so rude, the teacher struck the table and shouted, "I have nothing here!" " "I have to look in my schoolbag. But the schoolbag has been rummaged several times, and there is not even a shadow of the list. After class, the teacher was angry: "Did you hand it in after all?"? "! You can't do such a small thing well! "I had to submit to humiliation, and rummaged through the podium again, saying to myself over and over again," There will be ... and ... "Finally, tears came down, and I quickly rubbed my eyes with my hands to hide it. The more tears I wiped, the more paper towels I had to borrow from my deskmate.

Alas, I really felt like eating a lemon at that time, and my heart was sour. I think I am more wronged than Dou E! At the same time, I also got the experience of growing up in this sour matter: I must hand everything over to my face in the future!

Sweet Campus 8 Last year, our Yushan Central Primary School held an English Culture Festival. I don't like acting, so I was chosen by the teacher. Let me sing this song with Chen and He of Class 502.

At first, when we rehearsed together, I felt speechless because I was the only man in the whole team. What's more, Teacher Tao asked me to sing with Chen. The first fatal point is that Chen is not only older than me but also taller than me. The second point is, is it indecent for girls to hold hands with boys? Is it embarrassing for me? ! !

The hardest part is the rehearsal. As the saying goes: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." If you want to get the praise of the audience and the recognition of the principal, you have to work hard. So, we sang again and again until our voices smoked. Sweat also flows from our cheeks to the ground. We all want to find a glass of water to splash in our faces. But it's hard to disobey the teacher's orders! We must stay there and sing.

The most annoying thing about rehearsal is the heat. We braved the scorching sun and sweat and asked the teacher to check whether our performance was defective. Sometimes, as soon as we reach the climax of the performance, the teacher shouts "Stop! Stop! " In this case, our interest in performance will disappear.

Finally, the 20xx English Culture Festival of Yushan Central Primary School was successfully opened. The program of our fifth grade group ranks fifth. It's our turn. After the host introduced the program we are going to perform, Yan Fang walked onto the stage with cheerful steps. Chen and I walked calmly on the stage when we sang the second sentence (it's really a bit like a couple walking on a path, very romantic! Ha! )。 We laughed and sang, and in the romantic tune of the song, we were almost intoxicated by the wonderful music! After singing a song, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause!

A week later, the English Culture Festival came to a successful conclusion. We actors are very happy to receive the award on the stage. On the stage, we really realized the true meaning of "bitter before sweet" ...

Sweetness on campus 9 Everything on campus is so beautiful. Sometimes it makes you feel a little sweet, and sometimes it is as mellow and sweet as chocolate; Sometimes as pure and sweet as honey; Sometimes it's as dreamy as cotton candy ...

When I entered the first grade, my friends and I were on our way to school. My heart is full of illusions about the campus, and everything is so beautiful. When I arrived at the campus, I saw how beautiful my school was, the neat school uniforms of my brothers and sisters, the tall teaching building and the wide playground, and my heart was filled with the dreamy sweetness of cotton candy.

Starting from the fourth grade, class cadres should be re-elected. How I wish I could contribute to the class, but how happy I was when my name was listed on the blackboard. I'm a little nervous because so many students voted in front of me. I'm afraid I can't be elected as a representative of Chinese class because I can't surpass other students. It's time for me. My heart is blocked like a big stone, and my heart is beating wildly. I couldn't calm down like a storm, staring at the blackboard, and finally it was my turn. Many people in the class raised their hands when the teacher called my name. Great, my votes are higher than others, and the big stone in my heart has finally landed. I also got my wish and was elected as a representative of the Chinese Department. At that time, my heart was full of pure sweetness like honey.

In the fifth grade sports meeting, when I saw my classmates' lithe figures on the runway, I couldn't help cheering for them. It's time for the women's relay race. The starting gun rang. She picked up the baton, flew like an arrow and handed it to the second girl. Is this the second place in our class? Here comes the baton, still second. I look worried. When the penultimate girl handed the baton to the last girl, her speed was amazing, surpassing the previous class, and our class won the first place. My heart was as sweet as chocolate.

Six years is fleeting, and the classmates who have been classmates for six years are about to separate. Let's cherish the sweetness of the last two months!

The sweetness on campus 10 The silent classroom is like a stagnant pool. "Now start the exam." The teacher said. "Teacher, why did you take the exam again?" Many students can't help complaining. I also think the teacher has gone too far. He has been taking exams all day. Why do you still take the exam? However, the teacher's words are like imperial edicts, and no one dares to resist.

The exam began, and the students worked hard, their pens kept dancing, and they buried themselves in writing test papers. However, I heard many different voices under the sound of writing. Some students swear and keep blaming the teacher. Teachers are sacred and no one dares to disrespect them. How bitter it is for students to say such things! Some students stamped their feet on the floor. Suddenly, there was a dense and depressing sound of stepping on the floor in the classroom. We are all angry, but no one dares to be presumptuous. Exam time always flies, but this time, it feels particularly long. It seems that after a century, class is finally over.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and my classmates made a joyful sound. Seeing this situation, the teacher glared and said seriously, "Don't go out after class and do your homework." At this moment, I suddenly felt that I had fallen from heaven to hell. I have nowhere to vent, but on a tissue. I kept tearing the tissue until it turned into powder. I feel bitter, like eating a lot of Huang Lian. Now the teacher added fuel to the fire and said, "The next computer class will be changed to Chinese class." I saw a classmate next to me drop a painful tear. I thought my classmates' tears could let the teacher know his mistakes. However, the teacher has intensified. Instead of comforting this classmate, he criticized him: "He doesn't study hard, and he will get tired if he has too much homework. It's so useless, I still cry when I'm so big. "

Hey! I feel so bitter! The school is hell, and the class teacher is the messenger of hell.

Campus sweetness 1 1. In a blink of an eye, I am in the sixth grade this year. I have lived in school for six years, with six years of joys and sorrows and six years of sweetness. Today, I hide my thoughts and think back silently. ...

The sweetness on campus is inexhaustible: Listen, "Ha ha ha ……" This is the laughter on the playground; Look, those bright smiling faces, how brilliant; Look, how happy the students are and how hard they study!

Look over there! A classmate's arm was broken, and the teacher asked this and that: "What's the matter? I'll take you to the hospital! " The classmate blushed, sweat ran down his head, and there were sparkling tears in his eyes. He cried with a whoop of wow. At this time, his heart must be very sweet, and all the students felt a kind of warmth mixed with a kind of sweetness. ...

I remember once, our Class Two and Class One tug-of-war, only to see the classmates in Class One flushed and their teeth rubbed hard. The students in our class study harder: step by step, frowning, bean-sized sweat rolling down their heads. I remember that after two games, we won and lost. In the third game, the whole class cheered each other. With our unremitting efforts, we finally got a class, and some students took out their own blood prints ... that "yes" is still floating in my mind and still resounding through the sky.

I still remember the time when my teacher instructed me to write my composition. When I first started writing, I knew nothing about composition. The teacher read my mind and said gently, "The basic requirements for writing a composition are' tiger's head',' pig's belly' and' phoenix's tail' ..." In the following days, the teacher instructed me to write a composition countless times. Under the guidance of the teacher, my composition blossomed and flourished.

On campus, we are always accompanied by countless sweetness and happiness. These things have also been integrated into our lives and will never be forgotten.

Sweetness on campus 12 We have laughter in every corner of our campus. There is a different smell on campus, very sweet, very sweet.

In class, students always listen attentively, answer questions actively, speak in an orderly and well-founded way, and the teacher is naturally very happy. Sometimes the teacher accidentally says something wrong, or makes a joke, which will make us laugh for a long time. This tastes very sweet, very sweet.

Occasionally, when the teacher is away, he will have a self-study class. Among the students, the quiet ones will read books and do their homework honestly; If you are not quiet, throw paper planes, play games in groups, or gossip for a long time. If you are bored, just look around, then lie on your desk and do nothing, or scribble in your notebook and pass notes to others. Occasionally, I hear some voices. First, a group of people immediately quieted down, and then it spread to the whole class. It only takes a moment, and the class will be quiet. After a while, everyone knew it was nothing, and suddenly realized that they suddenly burst out laughing, smiled for a while, and then plunged into what had just happened. That taste, very sweet, very sweet.

In physical education class, the teacher was a "devil coach" and forced us to do this and that. So, my friends and I started a "defensive war". The teacher asked the frog to jump, so we jumped for a while, ran for a while and jumped again. Or simply jump a little, a distance from the starting point, bow your waist, move your feet quickly and reach the finish line directly. The teacher accidentally let us go. When doing squats, we also try to be lazy. When others start to do it, we slowly squat down and get up again, so that often others do several things before doing one thing. When everyone has finished, we can stop. In this way, others often make twenty, and they only make three. At this time, the teacher turned a blind eye and ignored it. We also giggle smugly because we are smart. That taste, very sweet, very sweet.

Every corner of our campus is always nostalgic. Every memory is full of sweet taste and worth remembering.

Sweet 13 friends on campus are like boats sailing far away, like ladders climbing at the peak, like safe havens when it is windy and rainy ... and friends add a little sweetness to my campus life.

Since I went to school, my friends have changed several times for various reasons, but the friendship has become more and more flourishing like a tree. For example, when I was a child, Mao Qingyi and Parzana, my older ones, and now Guo and Fan. If you pay attention to me after class, you will find that my arm is always pulled by Guo. Perhaps because we have a complementary feature, we gradually become friends-Guo likes to drag people, and I always like to be dragged.

I remember one day, Guo and I played together. You fight after me, make a noise, and occasionally laugh happily. Suddenly, I don't know what made me stop, my center of gravity was unstable, and then I fell to the ground with a click. It was a bad fall. Although I was wearing trousers and a pair of autumn trousers, I still grinned with pain and wanted to cry to ease the pain. Because of my face, I managed to take back the tears that were about to gush out. At this time, Guo and Miao came around, and they asked with concern: "Liu Kexin, are you okay?" "Does Liu Kexin still hurt?" Although the voice is not loud, everyone can hear the sincerity and worry of the tone. Suddenly, a warm and sweet feeling rose from my heart and instantly offset the pain. I said, "Nothing, it doesn't hurt!" He took their hands and stood up. After a short rest, he went on talking and laughing.

Six years will soon pass. I don't know if these friends will be classmates again after graduating from primary school, but I will always remember the sweetness brought by my friends in campus life.

The sweet 14 time on campus flies, and I have entered the sixth grade unconsciously. I can't help feeling a little sad. Looking back on this campus time, it is like a seasoning bottle, which has five flavors: sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, and the most unforgettable one is sweet.

Our Chinese teacher is tough with a little tenderness, like a toffee, which is memorable. I remember the teacher's day in the fifth grade, and the teacher distributed the cake to the whole class. Teacher Tan, who is usually unsmiling, also showed a rare smile on her face and said, "Students, let's share the cake together!" Everyone immediately burst into warm cheers, and everyone was beaming. The fruitcake on the stage is very attractive. Seeing that the students couldn't wait, the teacher asked us to wash our hands first and then start eating cakes. Although the cake is small, it tastes sweet and fragrant, and everyone enjoys it. This is not only a delicious cake, but also the teacher's selfless care for our students. This is a sweet taste.

It is sweeter to be with classmates. Many students are like fruit candy, each with its own taste, which makes me taste happiness. Hand in hand with good friends on rainy days, walking on the way home, we huddled under a small umbrella and talked about our little secrets; At the sports meeting, cheerleaders shouted one after another; When we succeed, we laugh together and enjoy that joy; The voice of failure and comfort is enough to temporarily comfort my unhappiness. Friendship between classmates is expressed in different ways, just like various flavors of fruit candy, but the core of love has not changed. Collective care, friendship between classmates, harmony, tacit understanding and understanding between teachers and students all bring happiness and sweetness.

Campus life is rich and colorful, and the class is my second home, where I live healthily and grow up happily!

Campus Sweet 15 Doraemon is Talking, these notes are like several different melodies, echoing over the campus and accompanying us. Our campus is like an island of joy, with endless joy in our hearts, which makes us taste the sweetness of campus life.

You want to! Our classroom is like a big ant nest. We industrious "little ants" foraged in the forest of books under the guidance of teachers, and each of us harvested the fruits of wisdom. Listen carefully. Sometimes the little ants write rustle, and sometimes the books are loud. Everyone sings for infinite wisdom and feels sweet for overcoming one problem after another. Ah, what a sweet nest!

Look! Our playground is like an amusement park. There are wonderful notes rippling over the playground, which is the time to exercise every day. At this time, the students put down their burdens, relaxed and danced lightly in the beautiful melody, sometimes like wheat waves rolling, and sometimes like peony flowers blooming. In other class hours, students chase and play on the playground, some jump rope, some play football and are sweating all over. Everyone enhanced their friendship in the game. Ah, what a lovely playground.

Look! The teacher's office is like a processing factory. Teachers always work hard in the office day and night to deal with our homework. I have seen it more than once. After nightfall, the light in the teacher's office was still on, and a ray of silver light jumped out of the window, climbed over the fence and caught my eye.

I opened my eyes and took a closer look. I saw the teacher sitting at the desk, focused and full of energy, correcting our homework. They never let out a cry of pain or fatigue. Because teachers regard us as their own treasures, it is gratifying to suffer for children, and it is comforting to suffer for children. As long as children thrive, they are engaged in a sweet career. Ah, what a lovely teacher's office.

These notes, "Doraemon is wordy and playful", play the music of seeking knowledge, enhancing friendship and learning from teachers on campus, which makes us sweet and sing for life.