I want to say 600 words from my heart.

Time is like a blink of an eye, but when I look back, I find that school is almost a month old. During this time, some are happy, some are unhappy and some are boring. Every smell is in my head. I described him in words today.

In this new class, everything the teacher did touched me deeply. Every time after class, I always see the tired figure of the teacher, who has almost no time of his own.

What surprised me even more was that two boys in the class had fought and slammed the door loudly when they went out. The teacher went out with the boy and called the boy's name several times, but the boy walked forward quickly, as if he didn't hear him. The teacher seemed to want to see what was going on, but the class was in chaos and the teacher had to turn back.

I suddenly have an indescribable feeling in my heart. I saw the teacher secretly wiping tears at a glance. I suddenly feel that that boy has gone too far. I have hardly seen the teacher cry in front of the students. I feel a little ashamed of the teacher. I shouldn't have talked nonsense just now.

The sentence "Your class is the worst class I have ever taught" makes me a little discouraged. Grade 87, we just had some bad discipline at the beginning, but I believe the opportunity will change subtly with the passage of time. At that time, we can definitely turn the "most failed class" into the "most successful class".

Although it is the eighth grade now, the hygiene is the same as that of the students in the department. At first, the ground was clean and spotless, but after school, it was a mess, just the opposite of the ground just now. I believe that with the passage of time, to a higher level, health will certainly come.

Man struggles upwards, but water flows downwards. Class 87 will definitely leave a deep impression on the teacher!