It’s snowing, a composition about classmates sending me home

Nearly a month has passed since the beginning of the school year. This short period of one month has left a profound impression on me.

Let me talk about the first day of returning to school. The classmates who had not seen each other for the entire summer vacation were finally together again. I was really happy to see each other. But this happiness was incomplete because we did not see Teacher Yi’s familiar and friendly voice and smile. Afterwards, I heard from my mother that Teacher Yi didn’t come to see us on purpose because she was afraid that she would cry and that we would cry. When handing out new books, the head teacher, Teacher Ping, reminded us that we are already senior students. In order to prepare for next year's primary school entrance examination, the learning pressure will be greater this year, and we must be more strict with ourselves. Besides, there are third grade children next door, and Teacher Ping wants us to be good role models.

This semester, the teachers of Chinese, mathematics and several other subjects have changed. After slowly accepting the fact that Teacher Yi no longer teaches us, I gradually fell in love with the new teachers. The new teachers all like me.

The cadres of the class committee are still the same. I am still the deputy monitor, study committee member, Chinese class representative and music class representative of the class.

On Teacher’s Day, I made greeting cards for the teachers one by one. When I sent greeting cards to Teacher Yi, I found that she received the most greeting cards, which can be described as "spectacular". Love her