You like playing basketball, he likes playing football, and I like eating books.
Hey, you know, don't get too involved in something, or you'll make two very embarrassing jokes like me.
Once, I munched on a book about the sun at school. I was so absorbed that I forgot everything around me. Chewing, I suddenly found my new book with pencil marks on it. Who is so wicked! I wanted to cry, and suddenly I thought of an eraser. So I said to my classmate Wang Shuqi in the front row, "Wang Shuqi, please lend me your sun." The students around laughed. Only then did I remember that the eraser I said was the sun. I feel in distress situation myself.
Another time at home, I was reading a magazine. I will travel through 5000 years of history in an instant; Walk on the map of the world for a while; Wandering in the ocean of wealth for a while; Shuttle through the crime scene later. Suddenly, my aunt's crisp cry interrupted my train of thought: "Wang!" " "Aunt shouted in a voice of 130 decibels:" After ten minutes, you press the red button on the plug of the rice cooker, understand? ""Yes, ok. "I readily agreed. Say that finish, I plunged into the sea of books again.
Time goes by, and I haven't finished reading my book. The old man has let the time pass by for 30 minutes. At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of menstruation 130 decibel exploding in my ear: "Wang! Why hasn't the button been pressed yet? " I hurried to the kitchen and found that the rice had been half cooked and put into the black pot. The smell of paste made my nose uncomfortable. I immediately blushed. Aunt reached out and knocked on my head: "The rice is half cooked, you can eat." Hey, it's all the fault of poor study!
This is something that makes me embarrassed to study hard. Can you keep a secret for me?
Honesty is honesty and trustworthiness, the foundation of being a man, and the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. People, based on honesty, take faith as the sky. Honesty-the switch of life.
My friend, you may just be an unknown grass, not as colorful as a flower; My friend, you may be just an ordinary person, and you can't complete the masterpieces seen by the world ... You can be so ordinary and ordinary, but you must never lose the foundation of being a man-honesty.
Confucius said: People cannot stand without faith. If a person has no credit, he can't stand in society. "Three cups of spit promise, five mountains are light." This is a poem from Li Bai's Chivalry, which describes that commitment is heavier than mountains, and that honesty is extremely important. At this time, everyone must have seen such a story: a child was herding sheep on the mountain, and a group of adults were plowing the land at the foot of the mountain. The child felt bored and shouted, "The wolf is coming!" Take all the adults with you, and they can't ask with hoes, "Where's the wolf?" The child said it was a lie, and the adult left angrily, and so did the second time. When the wolf really came, the child shouted for help, and no one paid attention to him, because everyone knew he was lying. As a result, both the sheep and the child were swallowed by the wolf, and the child regretted it.
In my life, I have also fought honesty many times. I remember once, I was in a friend's factory, and I wrote down my collected mines for others to see. Suddenly, Gong Hong, who came with me, said, "Remember more for me! We got 46 points with money! " I hesitated. My father's friends trusted me so much that they arranged this tiring and profitable job for me. Can I have the heart to cheat him? Then again, if I remember more, I can get more money! The ambivalence is that I am bored! When I got home, I told my mother about it. My mother snapped, "Eating something you shouldn't eat will give you diarrhea!" " "Listen to my mother, I ignored the red. Finally, I saved enough money to buy a bookcase and ended my part-time trip. At the end of the summer vacation, I met my father's friend. I asked him, "Uncle, what if I recorded more mines that time?" At this time, he also smiled and replied: "In fact, I have sampled several times in the middle and found no mistakes! I don't remember, and in the end there is nothing! " I nodded, glad that I met the switch of life, pressed the right valve-honest and trustworthy, and went to the other side of the light!
Honesty may be a plain word, but it can quickly touch people's hearts. If you blindly pursue gorgeous words, it is like clinging to an empty heart. Greed not only devours your happiness, but also brings you endless regrets. Friends, let's build a sincere home together!
Fourth grade Chinese composition 3 Dear teacher:
Hello!
I want to say to you: "Thank you for these four years." My dear teachers, it has been four years since I first entered the school. Although I am a fourth-grade pupil, I don't understand many things, and I always do many things wrong to make my teacher unhappy. However, instead of blaming us, my teachers always forgive us unconditionally and teach us a lot about learning.
In these four years, it is the meticulous care and careful cultivation of teachers. However, we always don't understand and often make teachers angry.
You have been our head teacher since the first grade, and you have taken good care of us. At that time, although we only knew each other for more than a month, our little faces have filled your heart. In class, you teach us pinyin bit by bit. After class, you often take us to play various interesting games on the playground, such as catching chickens with eagles and jumping rubber bands. Like big sister, our memories of senior one are all spent under your "wings".
In the second grade, you began to ask us to write beautifully. You often tell us that it doesn't matter if you can't write well, and the teacher will teach you to write bit by bit. You often hold our hands and lead us to write one by one. Our memories of the second year were spent at your hands.
In the third grade, you asked us not only to write beautifully, but also to write quickly. You are very strict with us. If you don't accept the writing quickly, you can't tear it up. The laughter of the past disappeared, replaced by a pair of strict eyes, so our memories of the third day were spent under your eyes.
Now, you are stricter with us. Every day, except reciting, you write and write, and happiness has quietly left us. The workload has also increased significantly. Fan Zhongyan, a university expert, once said: "Reading is like eating sugar cane. The more you eat, the sweeter you get." But is our study like eating sugar cane now? I feel like taking Chinese medicine.
Teacher, you can help us correct our homework until late at night. Freshmen and sophomores can lose us so well. Can't you do it now? I hope you can be kind to us in grade five and not be so strict, ok? Can we fall into the honey pot again? Can't you love us a little and criticize us a little less?
My teacher (1) I am in the fourth grade, and several teachers have taught me. But what impressed me the most was my present head teacher, Mr. Shi. Teacher Shi, in her thirties, is of medium build with heavy eyebrows. He treats us with maternal love. I remember once, it was homework class. There was silence in the classroom, except for the rustling of students' writing. Suddenly, I don't know who shouted "Report". The students all looked up at the sound. I saw four groups of Chen Guobin students covering their noses with their hands, and blood flowed out along their fingers. The teacher asked and helped him out of the classroom. As soon as the teacher left, the classroom was like oil in a pot, boiling, talking and fighting? Together, these voices are no less than a symphony. By this time, my homework had been finished, and I didn't want to join them, so I took out Grimm's Fairy Tales from my schoolbag and put it on my lap and read it with relish. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone patted me. I looked up at each other, ah, teacher. I subconsciously stuffed the book into my schoolbag. I thought, "it's over, there's a storm coming." Unexpectedly, after a long time, the teacher said softly, "Bring the book." I gave the book to the teacher reluctantly. The teacher rummaged through it several times and gave me the book again. He said gently, "It's good to read more, but I don't want you to read in class." I bowed my head. This is my class teacher, Mr. Shi, who cares about his classmates in every possible way, and his love is dedicated in obscurity. My teacher (2) has been writing since the fourth grade.
From grade one to grade four, there have been several Chinese teachers in our class. What impressed me the most was the present teacher Li. She is of medium height, with short hair just covering her ears. She looks very energetic. At first glance, she is nothing special. Take a closer look. Hey, Miss Li's eyes can talk. In class, whenever a classmate is absent-minded or gossiping, she stares as if to say, "Why are you gossiping again?" The class immediately quieted down and sat up straight. Teacher Li is very concerned about the students, and often reminds us to be careful when crossing the road and go straight home after school. We can't go to the bar to play games. I remember one time, a classmate in our class didn't go home directly after school. At night, I saw no one. His parents called Miss Li, but she was worried. She couldn't even eat, and she looked everywhere in a hurry, but she still couldn't find it. Miss Li had to call the police. It was not until 9 o'clock in the evening that the classmate went home by himself. It turned out that she was going to play at her classmate's house. Miss Li was relieved when she told her. Miss Li also has some strange tricks in teaching. For example, in order to improve our writing ability, she makes us feel happy in writing by playing games. She not only teaches us knowledge, but also teaches us how to be a man, saying that only those who can be a man can do things. She is very strict with us at ordinary times and thinks of us everywhere. I like my teacher Li. My teacher (3) Xiaocao, open the door of spring; Flowers, open in summer; Fruitful, open the door of autumn; Leng Xue, open in winter;
Teacher, open the door of wisdom. And my head teacher, Mr. Zhuo, opened our hearts with her new ideas. Our class is a famous naughty class in the whole school. Teacher Zhuo is young and playful, but he still has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of educating us naughty boys. Can this be done? Don't tell me, Mr. Zhuo really has a way. Since last semester, under the guidance of Mr. Zhuo, the naughty boy in our class has become more sensible, interested in learning, and fewer people are playing tricks in class? Teacher Zhuo is also a fashionista. Not only is her dress novel and gives people a trendy feeling, but her education method is also unique. She doesn't use the sea tactics, but arranges homework selectively according to the difference of each student's learning level. For example, those with poor foundation should master the most basic knowledge firmly, those with medium foundation should read more books to improve their level, and those with excellent foundation should strengthen their reading and writing skills. Not only is she unique in teaching, but she also has a unique way to deal with students' mistakes. No, it is a common phenomenon that students are addicted to games now, which will make teachers and parents anxious.
Watching people ride bicycles freely on the road, I made a decision: I want to learn to ride a bicycle!
My cousin gave me a yellow bike. I took it to school on the way for the first time. I sit on the bike, and my mother is behind me. I am both scared and excited, because learning to ride a bike requires hard training. My body leans to one side from time to time. I thought I was going to fall! Just holding the railing on the side and afraid to let go. I also learned to ride a bike in the park, but I still can't.
On labor day, in the hot early summer, I learned to ride a bike in the backyard. This hot weather, coupled with learning to ride a bike, really added fuel to the fire! I sat on the bike with my hands on the handle, and my feet stepped on the pedal at the same time. I didn't fall off until I rode for 0.3 decimeter. I remember my classmate told me, "Ride a bike with one foot first, and then step on the other foot when the bike slides fast." I studied like this. Although I made some progress, my body was still crooked. I was in a hurry and fell down after riding for a while. In this way, I stumbled and finally learned to ride a bike. I began to learn to ride standing and riding with one hand. I'm sweaty, tired and thirsty, but I'm happy to learn to ride a bike.
In this scorching day, I not only learned to ride a bike, but also learned a truth: only by studying hard and persevering can I learn a skill well.
The golden autumn wind gently blows the earth, blowing another new school year, and the students have returned to the lovely campus. Come on, let me show you around our beautiful school!
When I entered the school gate, the first thing I saw was a big flower bed with many beautiful flowers: peony, rose, canna, string of red flowers and so on. These flowers are gorgeous and bright. In front of the flower bed is a comprehensive building with a lecture hall, a multi-function hall, a dance room and a computer room? Modern teaching technology and equipment are readily available. Connected to the comprehensive building is the teaching building. When we study in the building, we can often hear the sound of reading and naive laughter. But the most worth mentioning is the plastic playground.
The plastic playground of our school consists of a red runway and a green stadium. Look at the willows around it, like a girl combing her hair. Birch trees wave their thick branches in the breeze to greet people! Evergreen pine tree is like a smiling old man, nodding slightly, as if praising the energetic children on the playground!
In early spring, trees germinate, showing a vibrant scene everywhere. The sun rose and shone on the branches, making them greener.
In midsummer, the small trees near the school wall are lush and leafy. When the weather is hot, students will enjoy playing games in the dense shade and enjoying the happiness brought by vegetation.
In late autumn, flowers and trees withered. Miss Qiu painted the leaves on the tree with colorful colors: light yellow, dark yellow, brown and brown.
Color, and then slowly into the arms of mother earth. Students chase the flying leaves and write their "representatives" in their diaries.
In the dead of winter, the students are still running against the wind on the playground, having fun!
No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, the plastic playground will always be our paradise. Here, we do morning exercises and practice formation against the morning sun; Play basketball and football in the cool sunshine; Running and jumping in the cold wind? In physical education class, we learned a lot of knowledge and skills; Extracurricular activities, we heartily participate in various well-designed activities, exercise well and be a comprehensive primary school student!
I love our beautiful campus!