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There is a 400-500-word anniversary review in Pingzhi Experimental Primary School.

It began to rain as soon as I went out in the morning, and it didn't seem to stop immediately.

Approaching the school, I saw a large row of celebration baskets in the distance, which was very conspicuous. At the school gate, the teachers responsible for guiding and signing in are busy in their respective posts in an orderly manner. Many leaders, teachers, alumni and parents are here. At this time, it was raining harder and harder, and I also found a place to sit down. There are already some overtures on the stage. The little actors in Beijing opera are full of emotions and devoted, and they can't help secretly admiring when they look at them. Jianxiang's child is not effeminate, well done.

At 9 am, the celebration officially began. The host introduced the leaders and guests present. Yin, former director of the National People's Congress and deputy director of the Education Commission, Zhou Xiufen, deputy head of Xuhui District, and Wu Peifang, honorary principal of Jianxiang Primary School, all came to the scene to congratulate. Through singing and dancing performances, we recalled the long road that Jianxiang has traveled in the past 50 years, from a poor private primary school to a famous school in Xuhui District. Everyone knows more about the history of Jianxiang famous school and is proud that their children can become a member of Jianxiang. The most emotional thing is the scene of Mr. Wu Peifang's students fifty years ago. Now, alumni over half a century old are on stage to present flowers to Mr. Wu. The teachers and students on the stage were in tears, and the guests under the stage applauded endlessly.

The song recitation program for teachers and students not only shows the elegance of Jianxiang people today, but also conveys the consistent spirit of Jianxiang people.

The rain in the sky has never stopped, but everyone on and off the stage is deeply involved and moved. We have seen the wonderful today and the wonderful tomorrow of Jianxiang.

Let's wish A Xiang, Fujian more brilliant.

September 12, with expectation, I am eager to see the video of the centenary of No.1 Middle School and see the glorious historical future of my school. However, after reading it, the excitement and relaxation suddenly disappeared. I just feel that my burden has added another layer, and a sense of responsibility and mission entrusted by the school has quietly weighed on my heart. It's just that I never thought that the outstanding achievements of No.1 Middle School today were based on such a bleak history.

Many years ago, she was the "backbone in the storm" and she was also the "pioneer beside the podium". Now, she is singing a magnificent song in the sun.

She moved several times, experienced many twists and turns, cultivated talents several times, and made contributions several times. Now, she turned around and gave us a century's smile.

There is no doubt that the sucklings conceived by her are talking about their mothers with tears of gratitude, incomparable nostalgia and praise. I read my mother's bitterness in their eyes and wandered around for that "livelihood" I don't know how many times I moved my house and changed my name, so I have a campus standing proudly by Dongting Lake. Before I came here, like all the students, I only knew that Yueyang No.1 Middle School was the best high school in our city, and I wanted to find a way out here, that's all. How shallow my understanding is. Even so, the reputation of Yizhong is not everything. With the increase of the school and competitiveness, the reputation of No.1 Middle School is also undergoing a great test. A large number of people said, "It's getting worse. Every year, the results are declining, and the best results this year are not there. " I didn't have any thoughts after listening to these words before, but now I think about it with great indignation. My grandmother was so abused, how can I be content? Will the reputation of our ancestors be defeated by our generation?

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The old pedant of No.1 Middle School alumnus said there with some local accent: "At that time, our conditions were really poor. What kind of lamps do you have? Sitting in bed in the middle of the night, studying with an oil lamp. What kind of tables and chairs are there? " At this point, I suddenly burst into tears. Tears ticked my exercise book and stained my handwriting. Think about how the learning conditions of our predecessors are compared with ours, and how different their learning attitudes are from ours! Looking at the vague handwriting, my heart is just a burst of bitterness, and I feel extremely disgusted with the usual habits of this generation of students: laziness, opportunism and dependence on parents ... These bad habits are definitely unacceptable to our predecessors. The debt in my heart keeps hitting me, and I am determined to learn from my predecessors "self-improvement" and always "be ambitious" and "seek truth from facts". I'm not just saying that "keeping promises" is also my inheritance. In fact, after so many years, I think I still keep the purest heart. In the process of learning, although bad habits will climb up from time to time, I have overcome them very well. I don't expect to have the noble moral integrity of my predecessors, I just want to keep my most essential self.

The most essential self is integrity and fortitude, which is not exaggerated by the secular spirit. I also believe that my classmates, like me, will faithfully stick to their alma mater and not let it be humiliated and trampled on. The reputation of No.1 Middle School will be passed down from generation to generation, and we will never be the black sheep!

I will keep in mind the instructions of the school. I am sincerely proud of my alma mater, and I look forward to the day when my alma mater is proud of me. A hundred years of wind and rain, a hundred years of vicissitudes. The alma mater wrote a beautiful chapter. Now, I will pick up my bag and continue to write with my brush strokes forever, never ending. ...