I love the 700-word composition in my class.

No matter in study, work or life, composition is the most familiar thing for everyone. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is what I arranged for you. I love my class's second-grade composition of 700 words. I hope it helps you.

I love my class's second-grade composition 700 words 1 Before I set foot in junior high school life, I fantasized about what kind of learning environment, teachers and classmates there would be. ...

Sitting in a bright classroom, listening to the class teacher (teacher surnamed Xu, Xiao Mingren. Black face, although the hair is not turned white by chalk ash, but those eyes are more serious than that white hair.) Sweet voice is really comfortable! Then, the teacher asked us to introduce ourselves. There are people who like playing basketball, Ping who likes playing football, Zhao who likes listening to music, etc. ...

On this day, I secretly talked with Xiaofeng in class. Xiaofeng said, "Wang Wei, what did you feel when you slept with Chen Zhezong last night?" I was furious when I heard the thunder (because there was a woman sitting there at that time, and the man was very proud in front of the woman. ), immediately ready to tell Xiaofeng embarrassing things in the dormitory. Who knows, as soon as a word came out, I was blindfolded by Xiaofeng's fat hand. (I guess he has realized the danger) Then, Xiaofeng's hand pinched my neck (the scene at that time could not be expressed in words! ), I have no strength to resist. I think, mom and dad, I can't. Hint: I don't want to use ellipsis either! Because I didn't dare to think about it! )。 Finally, Xiaofeng let go of her hand. Ah, good air. I feel how refreshing the air is for the first time. Then, as soon as my neck ached, I began to cry (I'm not exaggerating, I really started to cry). I trust it! )。 Maybe God "hates" me, and the picture of "hell" finally surfaced. My good friend Xiao Zhang (Xiao Zhang likes playing computer, he is also a nice person and studies well. Listening to his voice is simply a pleasure. ) rushed over and asked: Wei Wei, what's wrong with you? I really want to tell him that my neck hurts! However, the disappointed throat was speechless. Xiao Zhang saw that I didn't speak, so he called the monitor (the monitor is a big shot in our class). Although he is usually fierce, he is still a good man. When I was called, the monitor saw me crying with my voice over my shoulder, so I went to the teacher in a panic. When the teacher came over, he asked, what happened to Wang Wei? So I shouted a few words with difficulty: My throat has just been hurt by Xiao Feng! When the teacher heard this, his face was sweaty and his words were unclear. When he calms down, ask Xiao Zhang and the monitor to take me to the school doctor's room (supplement, supplement, on the way to the school doctor's room at that time, Xiao Zhang and the monitor kept asking me if I still hurt, which was really touching! ), the school doctor didn't say anything, and everyone's hanging hearts were put down.

I think, I will never abandon this lens in my life! I love my class, I love my lovely classmates, I love the head teacher who works day and night, and I love the profound friendship in our class. ...

I love my class's 700-word composition "Time flies, the sun and the moon fly". Although I am about to leave my class, I still love my class because she has brought me countless good memories. It's her, accompanying me to study and grow up. My class is like a garden, which has cultivated 54 flowers to shelter us from the wind and rain. My class is like a truck, loaded with 54 boxes of goods, leading us to the end of success. My class is like a huge ship, carrying 54 passengers and crew, sailing to the Pacific Ocean of knowledge. ...

Walking into the classroom of my class, if nothing else, looking at rows of neat desks, white tiles, bright lights and clean floors, you will have a good feeling, a spacious and bright feeling. Look at the blackboard in front, gee! Black is shiny and can be used as a mirror. The platform stands in front of the blackboard, as if it had never been used. The most striking thing is the pattern of a five-star red flag, which is nailed to the white wall, representing that our class rises like the sun in the east and has an infinite bright future.

Look at the side of the classroom again, hey! An out-and-out "flower shop", high above. There are many beautiful flowers here. They compete with each other. When we study, they are like bystanders.

Here we have gone through many ups and downs together and experienced many unforgettable bits and pieces together. We are moved by the class, by the kindness of the teacher, by our progress and growth, and by the joy of learning. Teachers are like our mothers, patiently feeding us; Teachers are like our strong backing, encouraging us after our failure; The teacher is like a diligent gardener, correcting our mistakes in time.

"I don't know how to study hard early, but I regret studying at night." In class, Chinese allows us to enjoy the happiness of knowledge. Mathematics lets us broaden our thinking together; Science lets us explore; Physical education class kept us alive.

If you forget to bring stationery at ordinary times, others will always lend it to you generously, and the teachers get along well.

After class, under the green trees and on the playground, we will appear and have a vigorous discussion.

We grew up here after the four seasons. I don't know how many ups and downs I have experienced before I bid farewell to ignorance. We shoulder the hope of our parents, and the trust of our teachers allows us to move forward with spring breeze, rain and dew and sunshine. If you fall, someone will always tell you to help you up.

Our thoughts are surging in the sea, our feelings are like rolling mountains, our love is full of smiling faces, and our hopes are worshipped in our hearts.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly. I can't forget the vigorous discussion and the scene of playing under the green trees. 50 1 class I love you, I love you.

I love my class's second grade composition with 700 words and 3 words. I think everyone must have seen the funny play "Family with Children". I think many people should envy this family of five, and the relationship is very harmonious. Although my family is not a family of five, but a family of three, the family atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Once, my parents were not at home, and I accidentally broke my mother's favorite vase, thinking, it's over, I've made a big disaster, and I must have "died" miserably this time. I stood on the ground in a straight circle. What should I do? I have to find a way to get by first. After thinking for a long time, it suddenly occurred to me that there seems to be a vase of the same style in the shop, but the quality is not as good as my mother's. Never mind, just get by. I ran away with the lucky money for the New Year, bought a vase and came back soon. When I got home, I opened the door and saw my parents coming back. I was so scared that a few drops of sweat as big as beans fell down. My mother saw it and asked me, what did you do with the vase? I said I wanted to plant other flowers and look for soil outside. Unfortunately, there was no good soil, so I came back. My mother came, took the vase, put it back and went to the kitchen. I thought I finally got through the customs. Suddenly, my mother turned around, picked up the vase again and studied it carefully. It seems that she must have found this vase is not that one. After reading it, my mother looked at me suspiciously and asked, son, where is that vase? I was so scared that I confessed everything. My father came out to help me out and said, "It's almost the xx anniversary. I'll give you a better one." My mother also smiled and went back to cook. My father patted me on the head and told me that I wouldn't help you next time. I also agreed in one bite. This is my harmonious family. Someone helped me out when I made a mistake and always cared about me. I love my family.

People who care about me are not only my parents, but also my teachers and classmates. I am weak in constitution and strength, and I am the key protection object in my class. When others bully me, my teacher won't do it, and neither will my classmates. I will always look for bullies. The teacher always criticizes that person in a very harsh tone, and my classmates will teach that person a lesson without the teacher knowing it. My class is also learning in this very harmonious atmosphere, so the friendship between classmates is also very deep. If one day, everyone will be separated, I think the scene must be spectacular. I grew up in this atmosphere, and my teachers and classmates gave me such a good learning environment. I love my teachers and classmates.

The people who care about me and know me best in this world are my parents, teachers and classmates. Therefore, I love my family and my class.

I love my class's Senior Two Composition 700 words 4 In that lush campus, there is such a group: it is full of youthful vitality and unique indifference-it is called "Class One, Senior Three".

As a member of Class Three One, I feel proud, because it is so harmonious, but full of upward atmosphere. There are kind teachers and lovely classmates here, and we form a big family that loves each other. It can be lively, because we are having a heated discussion; It can be quiet, because we are absorbed in thinking; It will be warm because we help each other. ...

Every day, we try to shout out our unique "family slogan": Class Three One is unusual, I work hard and I am the first. That powerful cry contains our confidence and expectation. Because for us, 3 1 class is a home, synonymous with warmth, a harbor where we can live in the wind and rain. What we can do for this home is to make it more perfect. Perhaps, sometimes we will quarrel, but there is always a place in our hearts, and that is our masses; Perhaps, sometimes we will be naughty, but we always understand the unique benefits of this home to us; Maybe, sometimes we don't do well enough, but we will try our best to win the honor of the class. Just because we are part of this crowd.

At home, there will be no fame, no jealousy, only a strong sense of competition. We will compete with the "opponents" of our own choice. We will argue with each other, express our opinions and try our best to convince our opponents. Just because we want to make our home stronger.

Walking into your home every day, there is always a warm feeling, that is, the feeling of going home. Familiar desks and platforms always remind me that I am a member of the family and always have a strong sense of belonging in my heart. It is so kind to deal with the faces that live together day and night, which makes me understand that I will not be alone, but we are a whole. 3 1 class is doomed to be unusual. Each of our members gave full play to their strengths, studied hard with excellent results, and spread the wind of learning throughout the house. Isn't the grade ideal? He will take the initiative to take care of the hygiene at home and create a polite and upward crowd. Every classmate in the family has his own skills, and every teacher has his own advantages. I have to say that Class Three One is a place where crouching tiger hides dragon.

I love my class, it is so perfect, full of countless wonderful moments;

I love my class. It studies with me like a tutor and teaches me to grow.

I love my class only because I am a member of Class One, Grade Three.

I love my class's second-grade composition 700 words 5 In our student days, during this slow and colorful journey, we had happiness, sadness, unforgettable and successful joy ... In these days, we were accompanied by the class collective and classmates who lived with us day and night.

In our student days, in this long and colorful journey, we laughed, grieved, succeeded, failed and lost ... What accompanied us through all this was our class group and our classmates who lived together day and night. When we succeeded, it was the result of the concerted efforts of everyone in the class, Qi Xin. When we are sad and frustrated, it is every classmate in the class who comforts and inspires each other, and we regain our confidence. When we were sick, it was our classmates who gave us help and warmth. A warm class group is like our second family!

In the time we spend together day and night, there are many interesting things, and every minute is so full and happy.

Take the singing contest as an example. Every morning, students arrive at school early, and melodious songs fly out of the window of Class 6 (1). After the painstaking rehearsal and practice of the whole class, it finally ushered in the moment of raising soldiers for a thousand days and using soldiers for a while. During the competition, the students held their heads high and smiled. We all looked at the conductor in unison, and we all worked hard for it. We give confident smiles and cheerful songs to the judges and audience in front of us. When the last note ended, we welcomed the applause of the audience and were proud of the class, which was more desirable than any joy.

However, these days, the whole class was blown down by the "flu" wind. Since moving into the new school, bad things have happened one after another, which has reduced the reputation of our class. Once upon a time, people's favorite elves were never found in our class, and they all became bad children in the eyes of teachers. A few days ago, our classmates cheated collectively, which disappointed the teacher. What caused these bad things? It is because the students are no longer as United and friendly as before, and everyone has their own selfishness: everyone wants to get good grades in the exam, get praise from the teacher and become the pride of the class, but we all forget that the reward from cheating is dirty. I hope the students will stand up again, save the honor of Class 6 (1), make efforts to turn over a new leaf, study hard and make Class 6 (1) shine again.

I love my class, and you let me know what collective pride is. In front of us is a more colorful and intense 6-year primary school life, and our class will accompany us through it and move towards a better future!

I love my class. I am in Class Two, Grade Five, XX Primary School. There are 74 students in our class. We all live in this happy family like brothers and sisters.

It has been five years since I came to this class from Grade One. With the training of teachers and the help of classmates, I grew up gradually. I changed from an illiterate, naughty and ignorant little girl to an excellent young pioneer with a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. This is due to the hard work and selfless dedication of the teacher, and also to my warm classroom.

In our class, teachers take care of us like parents. The teacher is strict with us in our study. What we don't understand in class, the teacher tells us again and again after class. Our homework must be signed by our parents, but the teacher always corrects it carefully. The lights in the teacher's office stay up late every day. Teachers also care about and love us in life. I remember one time, I had a fever and a headache, and my parents were not around. I feel particularly uncomfortable. It was the teacher who brought me medicine in the hospital and sent me home by bike. After school, teachers and classmates came to my house to see me again and brought handouts to make up lessons for me. I shed tears of excitement, which are tears of happiness! Tears of happiness!

In our class, students help each other like brothers and sisters, and are United and friendly. There has never been a fight between classmates. If a classmate forgets to bring his school equipment, all his classmates scramble to lend it to him. Everyone is a good classmate at school and a good friend after school. I remember a classmate's birthday in Jiang Shen once. She invited many classmates, including Liu, Hu, Zhao Yining and me to celebrate her birthday. We sang "Happy Birthday" together. Jiang Shen is very happy, and so are we.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Our class is still a united and effective group. We practiced and practiced the last "Radio Exercise Competition" at school. I don't know how much sweat we shed, but no one complained. Finally, I got the first grade and the third class, which won the honor for our Class 5 (2).

In our class, I feel United and warm, and have a deep friendship with my classmates. In the past five years, our head teacher has changed from Miss Wang to Miss Yan. Many students have left, such as Qu Yanling, and many students have transferred in, such as Dong Wang and Dai Yafan. But the spirit of unity and friendship in our class has never changed. I miss those teachers and classmates who have left, and I am proud of them now. It's good to be a member of Class 5 (2). I would like to live in this class group forever.

I love my class!

I love my class's second grade composition with 700 words and 7 words. I have a warm and happy family and amiable parents. But I still have a happy family-class 3 (3) full of warmth. Thirty-five flowers braved the wind and waves, studied together for three years and helped each other. Teachers who are close to their parents form a loving "family portrait".

We are a helpful class. There is a classmate in our class who transferred to our school only in the third grade. Because she only learned a little English in her previous school, it is difficult to learn English in our school. The students still feel bad when they see that the teacher often criticizes her. We are brothers and sisters. When a student is in trouble, we should try our best to help her, so the class cadres form a study group and teach her seriously after class: pronunciation, sentence patterns, words ... gradually, this classmate made progress, she smiled brightly, and the teacher's face was full of encouraging smiles.

We are a united, cooperative and brave group. In this autumn sports meeting, we will perform gymnastics group trips, cooperative fruit delivery and other projects. All these activities need Qi Xin's full cooperation. When rehearsing the gymnastics formation, the students in the junior class always can't master the rhythm and methods, and the formation always looks uneven, but there is a spirit that has always inspired us to train hard and work hard-this is the sense of collective honor. We made unremitting efforts and rehearsed over and over again. The stadium left us with hard sweat, happy laughter and happy tears ... In the sports meeting, we finally won the third place. Although we are not the first, we will not lose heart, we will continue to work hard, and victory will wave to us!

We are an enterprising and enterprising group. Our class is divided into seven groups, each with five members. Every week, the teacher will evaluate the excellent teams. Team members are like sisters. They encourage and support each other in their studies. They all want to win honor for their teams. Even naughty students are trying to correct their shortcomings and add luster to their team.

Come on, class! No matter what kind of storms we face, we need Qi Xin to work together to overcome them. We will become an excellent group. Today we work on fertile soil, and tomorrow we will harvest an oasis! I love my class. Our class is my beloved home.

I love my class because she has brought me countless wonderful memories. It was she who accompanied me to study and grow up. She is like a warm home, warming our hearts. It is fate that brings us together in Class Six (2), passion that makes us stand in Class Six (2), and mission that makes us struggle in Class Six (2). Fifty lively and lovely sunshine teenagers formed a colorful group. We unite and help each other, live in harmony and be self-respecting! It is in our world of 50 people that there are countless stories, thoughts of you and me, and memories of you and me studying hard at your desk under the windowsill. Although the boys in our class are a little naughty, they are still very collective and want to win honor for this group and the whole class 6 (2).

Suppose this physical fitness test is not a sports meeting, but the students in our class are still gearing up and eager to try, and all want to win the honor with the best results: some students are out of breath after running the 400-meter test, but none of them stop to say that they are tired, and they all insist on running the whole 400 meters; In the standing long jump, we worked hard and jumped out of one best result after another. In this family, we learned the truth that "only hard work can win".

Our class not only loves the collective, but also unites and helps each other. Once, because of carelessness, I left the key of the lock at home, and some teaching materials have not been taken out of my desk. I am anxious and don't know what to do. After the deskmate knew it, he immediately said to me, "Never mind, let's watch it together in class!" " Listening to this simple sentence, I was extremely moved, because not long ago, after I quarreled with him over a trivial matter, no one spoke to anyone. Today, when I needed help, he extended a helping hand.

This is our Class 6 (2), a group full of unity, friendship and struggle. In the future, our laughter will be everywhere in the corridor. At the sports meeting, students will strive to win glory for their classes and never give up a glimmer of hope. In learning, the scene of students chasing each other will be more intense.

Therefore, we firmly believe that we will always be the best!

I love my class. There is such a warm big crowd and a warm big family in Shuangzha Middle School, which is Class Two, Grade Eight.

School is the first small society we entered, and class is our second home. Home is synonymous with warmth. Home is a harbor where you can live in the wind and rain. Class 82 is such a home. As a member of this class, I feel extremely honored. I love this big family deeply.

I remember when I first entered junior high school, I was full of expectation and entered a new class with longing. How excited I was at that time! Soon, I fell in love with this class and made up my mind: I want to win glory for the class, add luster to the class and contribute all my strength to the class. Not only I but everyone in our class thinks so.

In our class, everyone is a family and has a close relationship. In all aspects, we should unite and help each other and make progress together. In the study, when we encounter problems, we get together to discuss and express our opinions. No one is selfish, because we have the same belief. Studying hard and getting good grades is also a way to love the class. Everyone contributes his own strength, so the strength of the whole masses is enormous. At the sports meeting, the athletes' posture on the field is in harmony with the orderly and enthusiastic cheers of the students off the field. On the basketball court, the players' firm belief and indomitable spirit all show the elegance of our class. Because as we all know, ego not only represents ego, but also is the image of a class.

Time and time again, one game after another, have enhanced the friendship between students, increased the sense of honor for the class, but also increased the love for the class.

A family must have a leader. The leader of our big family in Class 82 is of course our head teacher, Miss Zhao. She is one of the best teachers in our mind. She led us forward. Like a light, it illuminates our way forward. Give us knowledge and educate us to be human.

We are a landscape, a landscape that others can't copy. We write beautiful youth with the hottest heart. Class 2, Grade 8 is always moving forward. We have been pursuing, climbing, advancing towards the peak of success, advancing!

We wrote a brilliant yesterday with hard work and sweat, and created a fruitful yesterday. Now, with dreams and expectations, we are fighting for tomorrow and the future.

Love for love's sake. Because I love my class, I work hard for it!

I believe that with the efforts of every member, our class will create brilliance, change history and leave a brilliant page in the history of Shuangzha Middle School!

I love my class's second grade composition 700 words 10. Every encounter is a wonderful fate. Fate let us know each other, let us play together, let us experience ups and downs together, and shed tears and laughter of youth together. In my junior high school life, it was also a wonderful fate that brought 60 students with different personalities together and formed a warm family.

There, there are the most touching details, the most magnificent momentum, the cutest girls, the most handsome boys and, of course, our beloved teachers. My first friend is a boy named Zhu Jie. He has Zhang Yuanyuan's face and black and white eyes, just like his brother Hugh in the comic book "Smart Rest". Last semester's trip to science and technology, there was a photo of him running, just taking the moment when he lifted his leg. I jokingly called him Brokeback Brother (eventually became Leg Leg), and some students followed suit. He may cry without tears, haha. Jin Miao is my second friend. She has short and hairy hair. Sometimes when she can't sleep well, a lock of hair will stand on end. Her name is very personal, and her classmates affectionately call her "Sanshui". Her personality is sometimes chaotic, and she forgets to bring her homework without copying it, but she always gets enthusiastic help. "Chen Dayan" is my good friend. She has a wavy head and a pair of red-rimmed glasses on her small nose. She has a loud voice and a cheerful personality. She and I often sing loudly in the classroom: "let's live in the company of the world of mortals and live a rainy life;" "Riding at a gallop, * * * enjoys the prosperity of the world; Sing a song about wine and sing the joy in your heart; Vigorous, grasp youth. " At this time, although someone shouted, "It's noisy, stop singing." But we still sing loudly. At this time, more friends will sing with us, and everyone will be filled with happy smiles. Yes, we should seize our youth and enjoy the most precious friendship in the world with this group of friends who are as warm as the sun. I also have three kind and lovely friends: Lulu, Ipoh and Jingjing. Huang is a thin boy, and the origin of his name is funny: "My mother said I was born on the way to Tianjin, so my name is Huang." Although he usually comes and goes in a hurry, he is actually a hidden "schoolmaster". Ipoh's personality is careless, and sadness comes and goes quickly. Everyone can't help but get close to her and like her because of her warm heart. Jingjing is a delicate and pretty girl word, which is very emotional and makes people feel safe. Consistent with my hobby, I often call her "bosom friend" affectionately.

Thank you for giving me warmth, wings to fly and strong strength. You are the most beautiful sun on my dream road.