The whole class composed a small composition

In an excellent class body, members of the group should have clear goals. Under the leadership of teachers and class cadres, the whole class works together to achieve the goals, unites as one, helps each other, and abides by the collective goals. Discipline and safeguard collective honor and interests. Below are a few compositions that I brought to you as a group writing class. Let’s take a look!

Our class collective

Our class is a "Sanqingqing Singing Competition" held in the school. Our classmates are thinking in one place and working hard in one place. They sang very neatly and won the final victory. In the gymnastics competition, our class moved neatly and uniformed in uniform. Amidst the cheers, our classmates stepped onto the podium with heroic steps. This kind of thing happens from time to time in my class, and this is all due to the unity and cooperation of classmates and teachers.

"How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain." After experiencing a divisive incident, my class became more united. There is a small bridge on the lake opposite the school. We all like to walk on the bridge, because the road to Wang Cecheng is relatively close from the bridge, but there are many dangerous factors. So the teacher didn't let us walk from the bridge for fear that we would accidentally fall into the lake. But we couldn't listen to anything the teacher said about the bridge. The classmates thought to themselves: "Isn't it just a bridge? There's nothing we can't walk on!" So we pretended to go to the toilet, but in fact we waited for the teacher to leave before we walked on the bridge. Suddenly one day, there was only a "pop" sound, and a classmate in my class accidentally fell on the edge of the small bridge. Fortunately, a classmate in my class had quick eyes and quick hands, and he stepped over with a quick step, and made a monkey fishing for the moon. Only this classmate was spared from death, and other classmates were so frightened that their faces turned pale. This reminds me of an idiom story called "Mending the problem", which tells us that if a person makes a mistake, as long as he can recognize the mistake and correct it, it is good. Since then, we have realized that there are many dangers when walking from the bridge, and it will also make our class disunited. For ourselves and for the benefit of the class as a whole, we decided to all walk from the main road and no longer walk from the bridge. Our class will It has become a united and happy class.

I love my class that is united, cooperates, helps and loves each other.

Our class collective?

Three years ago, I officially joined the big family of my class. In the blink of an eye, I will leave this family again. Over the past few years, the class has given me so much warmth and memories. In the past three years, under the cultivation of teachers, I have gradually grown up and made great progress in academics and morals.

Recalling that when I first entered school, I was really a naughty and ignorant little girl. But now, I have gained a lot of knowledge and understood many principles of life, and I am no longer so young and ignorant. This is all due to My teacher has taught and cared for me over the years. This makes me extremely grateful, grateful to the teachers for their selfless dedication and care, and also grateful to my class for the warmth they bring to me. Without these, I would still be a naive girl, unable to read or read, and I would not be the hope of my motherland.

I can’t forget the scene of taking a car to plant trees in Hongwu Mountain. Along the way, the mountain road was winding, winding, and bumpy, and the bumps made everyone feel depressed. At this time, the teacher directed everyone to sing. The song relaxes the heavy mood. Some students feel sick and want to vomit, so many classmates will come. The caring words are refreshing. The warmth and laughter along the way are like sitting in the spring breeze. We deeply feel the collective warmth. This is The class gave me a sense of ownership and I love my class.

How proud I am to be a member of the family. She makes me feel unity, strength, friendship, humility, and love...

Our class

The rope of fate has already tied us tightly together, because we are destined. The fragmentation of Class 3 made Class 1 what it is today. At first, as soon as the members of the first three classes entered the classroom, they sat down calmly. Are they afraid? I wonder. At this moment, "So-and-so, put away the math test papers of your former classmates from Class 3!" Teacher Zhang said to me.

So, I stood up and said, "Hey, listen, classmates of Class 3, please hand in your math test papers!" As soon as I finished speaking, the result... "What Class 3, are we still from Class 3? Since If so, let’s leave this unrecognized class!” Student A said angrily. "We don't have three classes here, there's only one class here, you know?" B couldn't hold back and took over A's words. Look, this is okay, what do you want me to say! I didn’t expect that saying something would cause such a big commotion and opposition, hey! Okay, I'll collect them one by one myself! Who said we were a class, I thought as I left my seat. Later, probably a few weeks later, "Where is my science textbook? Where is it? Bring it!" Listening to this tone, it doesn't need to be anyone else, except Teacher Qiu, the director of political education in our school. "Take it, keep it here." A classmate in my class was checking the scientific answers. Seeing that Teacher Qiu wanted to use it, he gave it to Teacher Qiu. "You are copying the answers!" Teacher Qiu took the book and said disdainfully. This statement caused another commotion in the class. After Teacher Qiu left, classmate A stood up: "What? Why do you say that our classmate is copying the answers? She is obviously correcting the answers, and you obviously saw it, but you are still talking like this. What do you mean?" "What do you mean, don't you understand? Don't say some words too clearly!" said classmate B. As soon as he finished speaking, the class started discussing it. Needless to say what they discussed, they must be fighting for this. Who told us to be a class collective? A family member has been wronged for no reason, who would be able to hold back and say nothing? Now in Class 1, you will never hear the words of Class 3 again, because everyone has integrated into this big family. We will be angry for an unjustified injustice, we will express our condolences to a classmate's sadness, we will The class will celebrate a success, and we will also cry together for a failure. Because we are a class group. No matter it's the beginning, the process, or the result, it's all because we are a class and because we are destined!

Our class collective

Our class is a united, friendly and well-behaved class. Every teacher who has come to our class to take open classes will be full of praise and praise us. I like to use my brain and be smart! Indeed, our class is like a train running at full speed, working together to sprint towards every goal! Our locomotive is of course our class teacher. She wakes up early and works hard to educate us. She is not only great in class, but also very strict with us in all aspects. I remember one time when I was doing eye exercises, my movements were slow, and other students were already doing it. I did the exercises seriously. I was still doing my homework, but the teacher saw me. I was made to stand, and I was left to do the eye-care exercises again after school. This was my first time studying abroad, and I remember it deeply. From then on I will never dare to be lazy again. Of course, the class teacher also laughs sometimes. Whenever we win prizes in various competitions, or get good grades in exams, or make some progress, our class teacher will show a happy smile. This is the most beautiful time for teachers. Car No. 1 is of course our class monitor. Although she is a girl, she is not inferior to men. She is excellent in both morals and academics. She is a good student with all-round development. She can sing, dance, paint, and do sports, and she loves it. Help classmates. Once, a classmate's foot was bleeding, so she took the initiative to accompany her to the infirmary. We naturally admired such a good monitor, so she was rated as one of the "three good students" at the school level every year. The study committee member of our class is known as the "little talented girl". Every time she comes to class, she will raise her hands high, always answer questions in an orderly manner, and have unique thinking, which makes us look at her with admiration and admiration! Moreover, she loves reading extracurricular books and has accumulated a lot of extracurricular knowledge. Therefore, her compositions are always lively and interesting, which makes me feel inferior. Speaking of which, don’t you have the illusion that we boys are really inferior to girls? There is a heavyweight boy in our class. He is the sports committee member of our class. He is now a member of the school track and field team.

At a young age, he has participated in provincial, municipal, and district track and field competitions and achieved impressive results. He is also a well-deserved champion in the school's Mathematical Olympiad competition. He is not only smart, but also able to endure hardships. His home is far away from the school. , but he insisted on participating in training every day, rain or shine. His tenacious perseverance is really worth learning from me. Of course, I also have to talk about myself. I am the disciplinary committee member of the class. Generally speaking, I have strong self-control ability, follow discipline in class, and have stable academic performance. I am one of the main table tennis players in the school. Just now I won the third place in the singles in the district competition, but my initiative in learning is not enough and I am easily self-satisfied... Sometimes the boys and girls in our class have some verbal disputes, but when the critical moment comes, we will become one rope and strive to achieve the best results. This is our class, do you like it?

Our class collective, my mother

Our class collective, my mother, when I am tired, she will give me a chair for me to sit on. In her arms, she gave me a few more books and let me enter the world of books. I will have difficulties studying. Difficulties are like nets, and I am the bird often trapped in the net. It was she who opened the net and let me spread my wings and fly high; it was she who gave me a piece of blue sky and let me fight in this world ----- Sometimes I am very naughty and often want to do things I shouldn't do. She wrote "Ten Don'ts" for me on the poster, which was like putting a "golden hoop" on me, asking me to overcome myself, conquer myself, and educate myself all the time. Are you saying she doesn't look like my mother? When I was troubled, she gave me a good environment, opened the window in my heart, let me see the beauty and splendor of the world, and blew the spring breeze of love into my heart. When the storm came, she said to us: "Children, come to me quickly." We threw ourselves into her arms and felt extremely happy, warm and joyful. Isn't she our mother? When I was sick, she said to me: "My child, be strong. Not only must you defeat the disease, but you must also study well. Mom is here. You don't have to be afraid. Your classmates are all around you. You will get better soon." "With her care, my illness quickly recovered, and with the help of my classmates, my studies quickly caught up. When I couldn't find what I was looking for, she told me: "You can't achieve your goal by being anxious." At this time, my brothers, sisters and classmates all came to help me. I thought: "They must have done what their mother said. Each of these things makes me never forget her - my class, my mother. I will go to the world in the future, and she has paved a bright and spacious road for me. The road guides me towards glory and a better tomorrow. She seems to be saying to me: "Success is right in front of you, keep working hard!" my son. "She is my mother, our lovely class. I love her, I want to protect her, and use my wisdom and achievements to make her more beautiful and moving.

Our collective

When it comes to our collective, we are always unwilling to lag behind others, both internally and externally. We are always full of competitive spirit.

When we were in eighth grade, the brigade headquarters said we could go to school. Everyone was very happy when they heard that the application form for joining the group was submitted. Who knows that joining the group is a sign of maturity and a symbol of pioneering? So someone immediately wrote an application and solemnly handed it to the teacher. I didn’t expect that this would have such a big impact. Then some people tried their best to think of all kinds of vivid and beautiful words, and wrote one application form after another neatly and handed it to the teacher, all of them showed no signs of weakness and showed their enthusiasm.

But it was still the same. In the sub-civilized class evaluation, the squad leader looked at the score sheet and told everyone with disappointment that our class missed the civilized class by one point. So, this time it became a competition with other classes, and everyone hurriedly gathered together. Discuss what to do next month. Under "different opinions", everyone made a thorough and systematic plan. In this way, everyone in the Baogan District was dispatched, and so on. Thanks to our dedicated people, our class indeed ranked first in the second month, and this time the civilized class belongs to us.

All this depends on everyone’s competitive spirit!

Hey, this is our collective. I like this collective as much as everyone else, especially the competitive spirit. It is this spirit that urges us to progress. Whether inside the class or outside the class, this spirit prompts us to compete and strive for progress. Even on the long road of life, this spirit has tempered us and taught us the basic conditions for standing and trying in this complex society. No matter what, we are a united and progressive group.

The "musician" of our class

The word "musician" must be familiar to you, right? The voices of the classmates in our class are not very good, but they have produced many "musicians". Does this leave you a little confused? Then please listen to me slowly.

The bass in my class is Xiao Hao. When class was over, he always bumped around, knocking over tables, chairs, and blackboards. Everywhere he went, he could make a few low "dong" sounds. Although he had been "taught" by teachers and classmates and had made up his mind to change, a few days after the "calm situation", a low "dong" sounded again in the classroom. Just yesterday, he was playing the "police catches thief" game with Xiao Huang in the classroom and knocked down three tables in succession. The "dong, dong, dong" noise made everyone cover their ears. Even the head teacher in the office two floors down heard the "thunder" and immediately came over to criticize Xiao Hao. Alas, even the bass has countless sufferings!

Who in our class is the best at "singing" high notes? Oh, of course it must belong to all girls. Isn't it? A bee flew into the classroom, and the girls used "ah" to express their fear; the boys made a fuss, and the girls used "ah" to express their disgust; they failed in the exam, and the girls used "ah" to express their disgust. "Wow" is used to express that one is very sad; there is less homework, and the girls use "yeah" to express their joy; the teacher told a joke, which made the girls laugh, and everyone said "hahaha" in unison... The best "singing" "The high notes don't belong to these girls, who else can they belong to?"

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Although these "musicians" in our class are a little naughty, in group activities, everyone seems to be a different person, and everyone gives their best. You see, in the chorus competition, Xiaohao stood up straight and sang very seriously; in the school sports meeting, the girl who was best at "singing" high notes couldn't run anymore, and she gritted her teeth and continued to run forward, while the cheerleaders on the side waved Holding his arms, holding his breath, he shouted loudly at the top of his lungs. The bass and soprano formed a powerful harmony - "Five, come on!"

Ding ding dong dong , high and low, we use our voices to express our happiness and our lives. I am proud of living in our class (collective)!

My class

My class is a class composed of 57 extremely beautiful little flowers. There are 30 handsome little green flowers and 27 beautiful little red flowers.

Our class is a united and progressive group. In the final exam, through the unremitting efforts of the whole class and teachers, we finally achieved the second place in the class. He is not far behind in competitions at all levels organized by other schools and has won many awards. Whenever there is a festival in school, the students in our class will spend their own money to buy things to dress up the class beautifully. When Teachers' Day comes, the students write "Happy Teacher's Day" on the blackboard. When the teacher comes, we will say "Happy Teacher's Day" because we understand the three no's of school: "Don't say dirty words." According to the school rules of "live, don't litter, don't bully weak students", I won the "mobile red flag" many times, and also won the title of "Excellent Class Group" in the broadcasting exercise. Also, every time students in our class meet the teacher, they can't help but bend down and say "Hello, teacher". When they see a piece of paper, they put it into the trash can. The principal always praises our class. The classmates in my class are very kind, friendly and enthusiastic.

The cultural construction of my class "Style Exhibition, Little Writers, and Skillful Hands" is very beautiful. After reading it, all the teachers unanimously praised: "The teacher who arranged these three items must have a great sense of aesthetics!" The teachers in our class are very unique. Every once in a while, old homework will not be assigned and we will have a rest. Our classmates are all beaming with joy, joy, and joy. I don’t know how to describe it.

This is a beautiful flower made of 57 flowers. A class composed of bright little flowers. I love my class because it is a united and progressive class.