A 1,000-word essay on the story of our class

A. Composition. The story of our class is about 670 words

The story of our class

Our class is a famously naughty class, and there are many interesting things in the class. Most of these interesting things happened in After the teacher left, look! The teacher left again, and this time there was something good to watch.

As soon as the teacher left, the classroom became active. It was like a pot exploding and boiling. The girls gathered in a group to chat and laugh, and the boys gathered in a group to read comics. Suddenly, I heard a lion's roar in my ears. I turned around and saw that it was my deskmate who was imitating a lion's roar. The sound was really similar. After a while, , and the sounds of many kinds of animals were heard. It was really like the animals were having a forest meeting, it was very lively.

After a while, "dong dong dong dong" came from the stairs. "The footsteps of "The teacher is here", we quickly returned to our seats and started reading seriously. However, it was a parent of a student who pushed the door open. It turned out to be a false alarm! Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. tone. The classroom became lively again. I saw Jia Shuai, the "naughty guy" of our class, walked to the podium and said to the students: "Gentlemen and ladies, now I will dance for you a self-composed and self-directed song." Dance, is it good?" There was a constant stream of applause. I saw him dancing on the podium, singing "Hurry up and use the nunchucks, haha ??haha..." His narcissistic dance and five-note The incomplete sound made everyone laugh. But he seemed not to notice it and was still enjoying it. "The teacher is here." I don't know who sounded the alarm. Everyone was quiet, but the "naughty guy" But he didn't know it, and his performance was still going on. "Bang" the door was pushed open violently, and the teacher really came back. The "naughty guy" left the stage in despair under the teacher's stern eyes and returned to his seat. ...

Seeing the students who were studying seriously again, the teacher smiled happily.

Alas! When the teacher is not here...

B. With A 600-word composition titled The Story of Our Class The Story of Our Class

Look! Our class is not an ordinary class. There is the talented little Zhuge Yan Yi, the witty Zeng Jiuxin, the unknown star of study Wu Yanglin, and many classmates with different personalities. , together, we formed the warm family of Class 1, Grade 2, that helps each other and loves each other, and also added endless colors to this beautiful big family.

Our Grade 1 Class 1 is an excellent class, in the eyes of others, but also in our own hearts. Not everyone will succeed in getting the first place. Only when we discuss math problems together after class, and do homework together during self-study class... When it comes to the exam, we can feel that "we will be the best." The true meaning of "Looking at the mountains and small mountains", of course, is that we are all working hard and want to win glory for ourselves, the teacher, and our class. What power makes us so confident? It is the power of the collective!

Of course, the sports meeting can better demonstrate the power of unity. The athletes started training in advance, and they had to ensure that their bodies could perform at their best on the day of the games. Non-athletes are also fully prepared for the sports meeting. They have written many cheering messages before, hoping to be admitted by the students in the publicity group and add more points to the class. The athletes performed extremely well on the field. Neither the blazing sunshine nor the strong opponents could stop the athletes from running fast. Every student cheered for the athletes on the track from the bottom of their hearts, and every athlete worked hard for the honor of the class. Although our final ranking was not very high, any athlete is still the hero of our class and the pride of our class, just because they always have a class in their hearts.

We live in this big family and are naturally a part of this big family, and we class cadres do our best to serve the students. Let’s talk about our deputy class teacher Yan Yi, A seemingly ordinary but extraordinary girl, not to mention that every one of her grades is full of praise, her momentum is impressive wherever she stands; let’s talk about the work committee member and the study committee member. Yan Jing, she has a good temper, is careful and conscientious in her work, and is willing to help every classmate. She is a good assistant to the teacher; and then there is Hong Yongchao. Although he is usually humorous and a little silly, he is no less good at learning than Yan Yi , ranked second in our class, he seems to have an average temperament, but he has a different learning talent.

Under the leadership of these classmates, each of us strives to be the best and the most outstanding.

In fact, our class is not a perfect or outstanding class. It may have disappointed the teachers and discouraged the students, but there is a belief in our hearts from beginning to end, which is to make us The class has become the best class. Because of this belief, we cry together; because of this belief, we laugh together; because of this belief, we work together; because of this belief, we struggle together; because of this belief, we fight together; because Let's grow together with this belief! Class 1, Grade 2, is a loving family. In this family, we feel many things that we have never felt before. That is to say, in this family, we grow together and enjoy the sunny junior high school life!

C. Composition "The Story of Our Class" 600 words

Let me first introduce the funny characters of our class "Shaobing" and "Shaobing" The nickname already has a long history. I remember when we were in second grade, we gave him this nickname during a game. He is the funniest person in our class. He will have a smiling face to talk to you every day. No matter how the teacher criticizes him, he will always have a smiling face without tears. In the end, he will make the teacher laugh. He is very good at sports and is always seen at sports meets. He is second among the boys in our class in running. The first is his best friend Gong Boyan. Gong Boyan broke many Guinness records in the school during the sports meeting. "Shaobing"'s face is always red, and his white teeth are exposed when he smiles. He feels like a little baby who hasn't grown up, or a child who hasn't graduated from kindergarten. If you are in a bad mood, just smile or play with him and you will feel much better. He also made us laugh with the advertising slogan he made up for himself. His advertising slogan is: "Zhou Bingrui brand camping pot, Zhou Bingrui brand camping stove, good pots, good stoves, good people, better!" Isn't it funny? We don’t know why, but as long as we play with "Shaobing", we want to laugh, and we still want to laugh after laughing. This kind of laughter makes us unable to stop.

D. Write a 486-word essay titled "The Story of Our Class"

Today is my first day in No. 7 Middle School. Looking at the surrounding environment, I felt nervous and excited. I quickly found my name on the list, in the first (second) class of junior high school. I wonder if I can meet old classmates in the new class? The second class was on the fourth floor, so I went upstairs in three steps and two steps at a time. Many people gathered in the narrow corridor, including students and parents. I struggled through the hustle and bustle of the crowd, walked from classroom to classroom, and finally found my class. Most of the other students were seated, and I quickly found an empty seat to sit down. Looking around, the students were curiously asking each other about the situation; outside the window, parents were also communicating with each other. The conditions in the class are much better than before. There is air conditioning, TV, the classroom is large, and the door is a security door... Looking at the scenes of classmates talking around me, my mood suddenly became happy. After getting familiar with the surrounding environment, a female teacher walked in. It turned out that she was our class teacher. After the teacher walked in, the students immediately became quiet. After the teacher chatted with us for a few words, I relaxed. It turned out that the teacher was not as strict as I thought. The teacher said that she could be willful sometimes, and I immediately felt that the teacher was like a big child. No teacher had ever said that about me before, and my intimacy with her became much closer. The teacher is also a person who is very strict about discipline. She hates when someone talks below her. Through the teacher's words, I felt that the teacher and we are like friends, not as harsh and cruel to the students as I thought. I like my new head teacher very much. From now on, we will study in the same class as these new classmates, and we will become a big family. As a member of the class, I hope that our class will unite and help each other, and students will compete with, learn from, catch up with, and help each other. People must be united, compete with each other, learn from each other's strengths, have a spirit of not admitting defeat in learning, and help each other. I feel that only in this way can our class become a model class and a truly good class. As a member of the class, what should I do for the class? The class is like a big family, our home. I feel that I should study hard and achieve good results to add glory to the class. You must care for the class as your own home and do not do anything that is detrimental to the interests of the class.

This is my class and my impression of our class. I must fulfill my responsibilities, study hard, and bring glory to the class. On a morning in September when everything is mature, I walked with light steps towards the new school I had longed for - Shuguang Art Middle School. Light blue mist enveloped the solemn teaching building. The slender grass at the entrance of the campus stretched its gray-green body like an elf just waking up, as if to welcome us freshmen. The gentle breeze blew by the playground. There was a whisper in the birch forest, and there were many unnamed little wild flowers clustered under a few fir trees. What a morning for fantasy! The light mist, the soft wind, the rising sun, and the loud sound of reading all aroused my endless reverie. I stood in the middle of the playground and admired everything around me. There were rows of crimson runways. There was an eye-catching bulletin board in front of the tall teaching building. The most eye-catching thing was the eye-catching eight-character school motto on the building of Shuguang Art Middle School. "Serve the public wholeheartedly and work hard to increase your abilities." These short characters clearly indicate that students of Shuguang Middle School should not only study hard to enhance their skills, but also forget about self-interest and learn how to be a good person. When I came to the new campus, facing the new environment and the unfamiliar new faces in the classroom, I was not afraid at all. On the contrary, I was very happy. In my opinion, all this symbolizes that we have begun a new journey. We must face new tasks and accept new challenges, so let us continue to grow in new trials. When the begonias and chrysanthemums were in full bloom, I walked into the new campus at the age of 12. My parents' instructions, teachers' instructions and classmates' blessings were all deeply reflected in my mind. I firmly believe that opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. I will definitely study hard and "make learning full of joy." Although the time a person studies in a school is short, I will try to use my short years to add glory to my alma mater. The sun sets and dusk is approaching, and the birch forest next to the school is blown away by the breeze! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

E. A 600-word essay on the story of our class

After going to school, I felt the existence of civilization from the small changes in the classmates of our class.

In the early days of this semester, when our class was having morning reading class, if there was no teacher in the classroom, it would be a very chaotic scene: some students, especially boys, were playing and making trouble in the classroom. Running around so much that morning reading is impossible. Now, through the patient and meticulous education and management of the class teacher and counselor, great changes have taken place in the class. In the morning reading class, we no longer see the phenomenon of playing and not studying. After the students came to the classroom in the morning, they all sat quietly in their seats, opened their Chinese or English textbooks, and started studying seriously. The classroom was in order, and soon the sound of reading could be heard loudly. Doesn’t this major change reflect civilization?

As time goes by, some bad habits in our class are gradually disappearing. You see, in the past, if one classmate accidentally knocked over another classmate's pencil case or book, the two would definitely quarrel and sometimes even fight. And now you look at it, occasionally a classmate accidentally bumps into the desk next to him, and he will hear "I'm sorry" and "It's okay", and see the two of them smile knowingly...

We Such changes in the class made me truly understand the meaning of civilization.

F. Class story essay of 1,000 words

The third period this morning was the physical education class. After the flag was raised between classes, all the students in our class rushed to the playground behind , and shouted: "Yeah! Great!" I was no exception, and I "flyed" back to the playground with my good friends.

When you see this, you will definitely wonder: Is your class crazy? What are you doing at the playground? Hey! We are not going to play, but to take physical education class.

There is still a while before class, so we will seize the time to play games. However, as soon as I started playing, the annoying school bell rang. This means starting physical education classes. However, with the experience of last semester, none of our classmates stood in line, because the teacher came very late in almost every physical education class last semester, and we saw that no one stood in line, so we continued to play interesting games. .

While playing, I heard the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps.

Huh? Who? So noisy! Just when I was confused, I heard someone shouting loudly: "Ah! The PE teacher is here! Run! Stand in line!" What? Is the PE teacher here? I vaguely heard the shouting, was stunned for 0.001 seconds, and quickly scanned the playground behind, ah! The teacher was standing majestically in the middle of the back playground. I rushed out and ran towards the physical education teacher quickly, shouting as I ran: "The physical education teacher is here! Rush!" My good friends also reacted and hurriedly chased after me.

I quickly ran to the team, stood up, and waited for everyone to arrive to see how the teacher would arrange this class. After the students all stood in line, the teacher first asked us to run and walk around in a circle, and then asked us to do some warm-up exercises. Then he took us to practice how to line up and step in a neat line after doing the broadcast exercises. Go back to the classroom.

The physical education teacher first told us a lot of requirements and then took us to practice. Just listen to the teacher shouting in a loud voice: "Start - go." The students began to step back and forth neatly. It was okay the first few times, but in the last few times the boys lost their composure and started to make trouble. Some walked sideways like a giant crab, some waddled like a duck, and some stared and vomited. Stick your tongue to scare others, and some people learn to cross their eyes. Looking at their funny looks, I couldn't help but laugh secretly.

We girls practiced very well, so the teacher asked us to play first, while the boys continued to stand there and practice. "Yeah! Great!" We girls quickly started playing games again in groups of three and five. But just like in class, before playing for a few minutes, the annoying end-of-get out of class *** rang again. What a coincidence! I couldn't help but "praise" from the bottom of my heart. XXX was so angry that she said angrily: "The teacher is so annoying. We are not 1-year-old babies anymore, and he still wants us to practice walking." We all laughed after hearing this.

To this day, I still can’t help but laugh when I think of this interesting PE class.

G. The story of our class. An essay of 600 to 800 words. Note: It must be true! Don’t be funny just be meaningful and original. Quick, quick, quick!

"The Story of Our Class"

Look! Our class is not an ordinary class. It has a wonderful combination: tall, short, fat, thin, talkative, those who love to laugh, those who love to learn, and those who are good at playing, playing and singing. Our fifth grade class gathered together, adding endless colors to the class.

"Ding bell..." "Teacher, please take a rest..." The feeble voices of the students came from the classroom, and the get out of class was boiling after class.

"Hush, captain Ma Lin is still studying!" Speaking of Ma Lin, she is really a little genius. She is good in all aspects, but she is not good at sports. She cannot compare with that table tennis master Ma Lin. Our class He is the best at learning, and she is known as "Chen Jingrun II". What is she doing? It turned out that I was thinking hard about a math problem. I walked over and asked, "Ma Lin, get out of class is over, let's take a break!" "No, what should you do if you encounter this question in the exam? So you need to study more, just in case." She frowned explain. well! There's really nothing you can do against her. At this time, the "singer" Jiang Xueyang came and sang a song from SHE, which woke Ma Lin up from her deep thoughts. The two started a bickering battle, but ended up being beaten by the two "humor masters" Cheng Shuo and Zhang Ming Stop it. One is tall and the other is short, one is fat and the other is thin. They really don’t match each other. Look! A man and a woman on the podium,

They are the "golden partners" Wang Chunxiao and Zhao Yiding. They are good friends. They have started wars of words time and time again, making the class like a debate field, and it is chaotic. Make a deal.

"Ding bell..." The second class was on, just as the English teacher said: "Tonight

There is a paper..." "What paper?" "It must be very simple. "The two voices sang in harmony as if they were arranged in advance. They are Wang Jin and Chen Diyi, the "talkative king" also known as the "troublemaker partner". Their appearance is very different, and one is the fattest in our class. Of the two, one is the thinnest. When the two stand together, others will definitely think that they are a "father and son" taking a walk.

"Ding Bell..." get out of class is over. Today is New Year's Day and there will be a New Year's Day performance in the class. The students have already prepared their own performances.

Hoo! The first performer on the stage was Erhu "virtuoso" Zhang Ziyao. She played "Horse Racing" and we were intoxicated. Although most of us didn't understand music, we still listened carefully and applauded vigorously. The next one is "Edelweiss", a "wonderful combination" of Western and ethnic musical instruments. Although this piece is very short, it can be seen that they are very united. It is not easy to use these instruments to play a piece! Next is the flute playing, that is Cong Peiyu. He is tall, strong but has a baby face. His words are sweet, pleasant and very cute. He has only learned the flute for a short time, but his playing is precise and serious. The students applauded warmly... One after another, students went up to perform, including dancers and singers, each with their own talents and specialties. They were all talented people in our class. They played a song for us during New Year's Day. A pleasing program that made us very happy.

Class 1 of the fifth grade, what a different class, what a special class. More than sixty of us went from the first grade to the fifth grade together. The class teachers changed one after another, and our class The grades are excellent, the class style is the best, there are all kinds of talents in the class, and they have won a lot of honors for our school, which is unforgettable for me, will always be remembered by me, and will be the envy of other students. As a fifth grader, I I feel very honored to be a member of the first grade class. If you are interested, I can introduce you to our class and take a look.

H. Please write an article titled "The Story of Our Class" 800-word essay

In my memory, there are many things that I have forgotten, but only that thing is still fresh in my memory until now. That happened when I was in third grade.

That morning, our class was in physical education class, and the physical education teacher asked each of us to run three laps around the school playground. But when I was halfway through, my foot suddenly slipped and fell to the ground

I felt bursts of pain, and tears flowed down my cheeks involuntarily. When the teacher and classmates saw it, they all ran to me and asked me with concern: "What's wrong with you? Where are you injured? It doesn't matter! Do I need to take you to the medical room?" I pointed to my feet and said: " It hurts so much here!" The physical education teacher slowly lifted my foot and gently rubbed my injured part. The entire right side of my foot is red and swollen. The physical education teacher carried me on his back and my classmates surrounded me and walked towards the medical room.

When I arrived at the medical room, the teacher gently put me on the chair, and then told the doctor the general situation. The doctor said that my foot was sprained and it was very serious. I would not be able to walk for about two weeks. I was dumbfounded when I heard it, because we will have the midterm exam in a few weeks. If we can't come to school for two weeks, won't there be a lot of questions that I can't answer during the exam? Composition

The classmates seemed to see what I was thinking and said to me: " Xiaolin, don’t worry, just rest at home! We will definitely let you keep up with the class.” The teacher also said: “It’s okay, Xiaolin, your health is important!” I have no choice but to rest at home.

What I didn’t expect was that in the next few days, my classmates would come to visit me every day, and the teacher would often come to my home to give me tutoring lessons. During the few days I rested at home, I didn’t miss any of my homework. Composition

After a week, I was gradually able to get out of bed and walk. So I quarreled with my mother to let me go to school. My mother was so disturbed by me that she had no choice but to agree.

My home school is far away. After my classmates knew that I was going to school, they helped me go to and from school every day. Seeing all my classmates sweating profusely from exhaustion, the tears that had been swirling in my eyes could no longer be stopped and flowed out. Xiaoli saw it and said to me anxiously: "What's wrong? Does your foot hurt again?" I shook my head and said: "No, don't worry, it's okay." "That's good, if you have something to say, you can tell me. !" Xiaoli said with a smile.

My classmates enthusiastically helped me like this until my feet were completely healed. During this time, I experienced the love and warmth of my classmates...

I. Title: A 450-word essay on the story of our class

1. Group activities that the class participated in;

2. Interesting things in the class, such as; nicknames among classmates

3. It can also be the things around you.

You are free to do whatever you want.

Example

In our class, there are some people who always like to help others, although they are not class cadres. , but they have the heart to help people, and I believe they can do a good job.

It’s time for the bi-weekly cleaning again, and all the work positions in the class have been taken away. Even the few people who love to help others haven’t been able to work for the class. In a place where they were doing nothing, they suddenly said, "Let's go help Teacher Xia clean up." Teacher Xia used to be the head teacher of our class, and the rest of them nodded in agreement. So they ran to Teacher Xia's class without saying a word. It happened that their class was also doing general cleaning. They immediately picked up the cleaning tools and started to help clean up. Teacher Xia is now in charge of a class in the lower grades. Teacher, many children don't know how to clean. Now they are useful. They call the children this and that. Teacher Xia is very happy after seeing it.

I didn’t see any of them during this cleaning. Many people didn’t know that they were actually doing good deeds for others!

These are some students in our class who love to help others.

(Choose me)

J. Our class has a story composition of 500 words

Do you know what the boys in our class are obsessed with recently? Let me tell you – it’s a top. After class, the male students with and without tops all gathered together. Those without tops talked about which top was better, those with tops talked about their glorious achievements yesterday, and some competed with their own tops.

I became a "warrior" this afternoon. After school, I went to participate in the competition with the newly purchased top-defense gyro "Cracked Steel Drill" in my hand. The first game started, and my opponents were: Li Xiaoyu, Liu Peng, Xu Yuhao and Dai Andy. When we started counting "1, 2, 3" we thought: My top is just a fledgling game, can I win? The game started, I pulled with all my strength, wow! I didn't expect that my "running brother" was so strong. As soon as he came on the stage, he knocked Li Xiaoyu's top out of the battle board. Then my top was as fierce as Guan Yunchang's, killing six generals through five levels, making them all miss the chance to win the championship. The excitement in my heart was indescribable, so I started to laugh at them: "What the boss sells must be fake! Otherwise, how could I win so easily with the top from the store!" The four of them blushed with anger, and I won if they were not convinced. , saying that his tactics didn’t work well and that he wanted to have another match with me. Then the four of them used an outflanking tactic. I first pulled out the top with force, and they launched four tops in sequence to surround my "Cracked Steel Drill". Since my "Shattering Steel Drill" has super defense and rapid rotation, all four of their gyros complemented me and flew out of the battle board. Afterwards, they spread the rumors and said: "Wang Jiwei's top is too showy! Anyone who competes with him will definitely fail." That's how they recruited the boss. But when the boss saw that I didn't buy my top from her, he said, I was "expelled" from the country. I thought: Is there something wrong with the tops sold by this boss? If it is true, why is she afraid that I will win?

The top brings us happiness. In my studies, I want to be like the top, defeat difficulties and win.