With the bells of the new century, another March passes by us gently, leaving us with the warmth of spring, the warmth of the wind, and the love of love. It was warm and left us a new song of the century.
The person who composed the first note of this new song was our beloved Principal Sun. I remember it was an early morning, and I came to school early to do my duty. In the misty morning fog, I noticed a figure moving on the corridor in front of me. Suddenly, he bent down, picked up something from the ground, and then walked towards the trash can. I walked over and saw that the man was our Principal Sun, and what he picked up was a piece of dirty waste paper! I was shocked, this was our principal, but he didn't seem to think about this and just walked forward. I suddenly felt that his leaping body was like a beating note, and the series of footprints behind him formed a beautiful melody. It was the song of spring breeze, it was the song of dedication, it was the song of civilization, it was The song of example, he is leading us to welcome the arrival of spring.
Back in class, I told everyone about this, and everyone expressed that they would follow Principal Sun’s example and be a civilized boy who loves the class, the school, and others. So, in the warm spring breeze and the bright sunshine, young figures flashed in front of people's eyes, bright notes played in people's ears, and moving melodies swirled over the campus. . You see, in the classroom, pots of flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is refreshing. This is the reformed voice of the naughty king Yao Dongyang; on the playground, pots of clear water are rushing, and small trees are spreading their branches and leaves. , that is the credit of Xie Ning and Wang Benchao; look again, under the street lamp, a chubby little boy is stepping on the stone, raising his toes, stretching out his little hand, and turning off the street lamp that has been on all night. He is Yang Kunyu from Class 1 (1); on the side of the road, two little girls delivered a pile of coins with their own body temperature into the hands of the disabled. They are Ji Jing and Li Yuefang from Class 5 (1). Listen, the wind is blowing. Who is closing the classroom windows one by one? No need to ask, one look at that clever figure and you will know that it is Wang Nan from Class 6 (2) who is actively checking the doors and windows of each class; listen again, who is singing loudly for the elderly in the nursing home? No need to ask, as soon as you hear that sweet voice, you will know that it is Yu Chunxiao from Class 6 (1) who is bringing laughter to the elderly... There is no need to give more examples, from inside the class to outside the class, from inside the school to Outside the school, from the dim light of dawn to the fall of dusk, the bright smiling faces are proving, the sweet children's voices are proving, the loud sounds of books are proving, the diligent figures are proving, and the uniform gymnastics movements are proving It proves that the magnificent fitness whip also proves that more than 800 teachers and students of Yushi Primary School are reciting touching poems with love, composing civilized movements with actions, and performing with true feelings. A strong voice of the times!
This is exactly it: the spring breeze of the century warms the heart,
The beautiful spring scenery inside and outside the campus.
Teachers and students cultivate the flowers of civilization,
The universe is filled with fragrance and they compose new songs.
Teachers and classmates:
Hello! The title of my speech is "Making Our Campus Better".
Spring returns to the earth and everything revives. The grass sprouted and the trees turned green. On the occasion of the first Arbor Day in the new century, our school brought truckload after truckload of trees, flowers, and turf. Suddenly, the campus was given a new look, the old appearance became new, and large tracts of green appeared in front of us. In order to create a beautiful and comfortable learning environment for us, so that we can grow more healthily and lively, the school has tried every means to raise funds, added patches of new green to our campus, built flowerbeds, and cultivated patches of turf. , planted a sapling.
What should we do as a middle school student? Can we plant a small tree on the campus, add a flower to the flowerbed, and pour a basin of water on the turf? If we still can't do it, then I think at least we should do our part to protect the beautiful environment of our campus and do some responsibility.
In recent days, the weather has become warmer and warmer, and the business of selling cold drinks in the school canteen has become more and more prosperous. Our class's contract area is right next to the canteen, so it naturally suffered. After class, the canteen was packed. The students came out of the canteen holding pieces of food, biting sticks of popsicles, sucking bags of cold drinks, eating, laughing and making noises. A few students put their wrapping paper and cold drinks on their hands. The bag was thrown away casually, so the colorful wrapping paper and cold drink bags on our Baogan area were lightly dancing on the ground with the spring breeze, flying up and down. It can be said to be a unique landscape in our campus. It is in line with the new building of our school. In the flower garden, the newly planted turf is so out of place.
Now our students who clean the lump sum area will have something to do. After class, you have to stay in the baggance area—picking up wrapping paper, cold drink bags, and popsicle sticks. Sometimes when there was strong wind, we had to chase the flying paper bags and fight guerrilla with them. I just picked it up and someone threw it away again. If you don’t believe it, please take a look: some colorful pieces of paper are floating down from upstairs, like a goddess scattering flowers. We were so angry that we simply stopped picking it up. We go back to the classroom and let them throw it away. After a while, our Baogan area was sparsely dotted with floral papers and red and green bags. It was really colorful.
No matter what, if you pick it up, throw it away, and if you throw it, pick it up. Who has so much effort? While we were angry, suddenly, we saw through the window Teacher Ding, who was retired and suffering from the sequelae of a stroke. He was moving his staggering legs, tremblingly walking out of the dormitory, coming to the dormitory area of ??my class, and squatting slowly. Next, I stretched out my hands that were really inflexible, tremblingly, and slowly picked up the debris on the ground one by one, picked it up... Ah! Teacher Ding, you have given us a clean, beautiful, and comfortable learning environment. Regardless of our old age and frailty, and our illness, you go to the store to pick up trash after class. Why do we have any reason to hide in the classroom? That's our Baogan area! We were no longer angry, our eyes were moist, and we hurried to our lump sum area and continued to pick up the garbage that we didn’t know when we would be able to finish.
Students, it is everyone’s responsibility to care for the campus and beautify the environment. When you are about to throw away the melon rind and fruit shell, please walk a few more steps and put it into the trash can; when you see pieces of paper floating on the ground while walking, please bend down and pick it up. stand up. If we all take care of ourselves and abide by public ethics, our campus will definitely be cleaner, neater and more beautiful. Classmates, in order for us to have a more beautiful and comfortable learning environment, and in order for us to grow more healthily and lively, let us join hands to create a beautiful campus environment. Our campus will definitely be better!
Thank you everyone!
Give yourself a spring
The spring rain is pattering, and the water curtains hanging on the eaves fall to the newly thawed soil. Suddenly, I found a fresh little cuckold emerging from the dark, wet soil. This is a newly sprouted grass! Its lush greenery shows its vitality. It greedily sucks the rain and dew, drills hard, and becomes a member of the world!
Looking at this scene, I couldn’t help but feel moved: Aren’t we also grass in spring? Sucking the nectar of knowledge, we are working hard to thrive! Spring is the season when the grass takes root and absorbs nutrients. If the grass cannot overcome the fetters of the soil at this time and absorb the nutrients for growth, then it will be annihilated by the flowers in summer, wilted by the wind and frost in autumn, and will not be able to turn into spring mud in the coming year. Safeguard the next generation. Similarly, if the young people of our generation cannot seize their youth and absorb more nutrients, they will be drowned by the wave of the 21st century and spend their lives in inaction with stupid regrets.
Give yourself a spring for sowing! We should seize these precious moments, study tirelessly, and lay a solid foundation to meet the challenges of the knowledge economy. I have had many classmates, from elementary school, junior high school, and high school. They have three different ways of spending their youth: some have entered the society prematurely; some are still sitting in the classroom, but their hearts have already flown to the colorful world outside; others are immersed in learning knowledge. Amid the joy, young people maintain their strong thirst for knowledge and ambition. The first two types of students are wasting their time greatly, but they don't know it at all. I can't help but want to imagine the future for them: if in the next year, when they feel that they can't keep up with the times and are facing elimination, they cry out with regret: "Oh God! Give me back my time, I will not waste it." "Give me another spring!" However, it's all in vain. On the contrary, those students who unswervingly embarked on the path of seeking knowledge have sacrificed a lot in the spring and gained more in the autumn, and have become the mainstay of the motherland's modernization drive. They are worthy of themselves and God is ashamed of future generations!
I think that if every student can travel through time and space like this, they will understand the preciousness of spring like this growing grass, and they will be able to do it for spring before they regret it. Create a beautiful spring yourself.
I love my school
If my childhood is like a string of shells, then my life at XXX School must be the most beautiful one among them. I learned how to be a good person and learned a lot of knowledge here. I grew up happily here. I love this warm group, its unity, its elegant environment, and its colorful activities. The school organized students to participate in competitions, and students enthusiastically signed up; we all cleaned the campus, and we established extracurricular groups, and everyone competed to participate.
There is such an incident that left an indelible impression on me. I still remember it was at the New Year Party in 2002. The classroom was beautifully decorated! Colorful banners filled the classroom. "Happy New Year" was written in large characters on the blackboard, with some cute ponies painted underneath. The words "Happy New Year" were spray-painted on the glass. The conference began. As the host, Liu Yunpeng and I solemnly announced to everyone: "The New Year Party begins now!" After that, the students performed self-composed dances, short dramas, recited poems, etc., to express our joy. Applause and laughter came and went. We also played many interesting games. Suddenly, the door opened, and Zhao Shuyi's mother walked in with a smile on her face and two large boxes of cakes in her arms. "Oh, let's eat cake!" Everyone cheered excitedly. "Now let's share the cake! Let's cheer--!" Liu Yunpeng said happily waving his hands. Suddenly, the cheers were like the waves of the sea. Teacher Yu gently opened the cake box. Wow, this cake is so beautiful! The green kiwi and orange pineapple slices look particularly good together with the bright red "Happy Birthday".
Teacher Yu took out a knife, divided the cake into pieces and handed them to everyone. He kept saying blessings in his mouth. I took the cake and was very excited. I know that this cake means that we have entered a new year; we have grown up, matured, become smarter, should be more sensible, and know how to serve others. I think at the beginning, we were just little kids who didn’t understand anything, but now we have become the big brothers and sisters in the school. This is inseparable from the education of teachers and the training of schools. In this joyous singing and laughter, we ended the New Year's party. I looked at my classmates with smiles on their faces and felt so happy. Ah, how could I not love such a collective, how could I not feel happy?
I love my collective and I love my school because it is full of joy. I grow up happily here! If you ask me how your alma mater is, I will proudly say to you: "It is the paradise in my heart!"
My campus
I like to walk alone Campus, feel the freshness of the campus alone and appreciate its changes. Morning, noon, dusk, she presents different grace and harmony at different times. While walking on the tree-lined paths, gray and white magpies would fly by from time to time, land on the lawn and pace leisurely, not afraid of people approaching. No matter where you look, what you see is the tranquility and harmony of nature. Under her thick greenery, there are surprising discoveries every day.
The vigorously blooming purple or white lilacs in front of the teaching building always emit fragrance, making people unable to help but stop and look for the petals that can make dreams come true. There are always girls who love flowers who quietly pick a bunch or two back, put them in a book or put them in a bottle. The fragrance immediately fills the surroundings, and they are immersed in the fluttering world and daydream.
In the morning after the rain, the lawn beside the tree-lined path was covered with a layer of lavender sycamore flowers. Although the petals were withered, they still gave off a rich fragrance. The breeze blows on my face, sending another burst of fragrance, but this is different from the fragrance of sycamore, it is light and more pleasant. Following the scent of flowers, it turned out to be emitted by the Sophora japonica in the yard. Seeing the clusters of plump white and slightly green locust flowers on the tree, I was slightly surprised. The locust flowers were already in bloom. It turned out that they had been here unknowingly for more than a month. Oh, my hometown should be fragrant with the scent of locust flowers, and I can't help but feel homesick in my heart.
Some yellow wild flowers bloomed in the open space on the roadside. Did the spring breeze quietly scatter the seeds? Wow, there’s a whole lawn over there! The weak branches are swaying in the wind. On the green background, the petals are blinking at you like the stars in the sky. It feels so cute and innocent, as tender and soft as a child's skin.
Several green maple trees in the central garden cast a thick green shade on the people around it. This is a paradise for children, students and the elderly. Children who have not yet walked greet each other in their strollers in unique languages, older children can’t wait to break out of their mother’s arms and start walking, and children returning from school are laughing and playing by the rockery fountain. Occasionally, a group of kindergarten children can be seen passing by. Two teachers, one behind the other, are pulling a rope with many rings tied to the rope. The children grabbed the ring and moved forward, but they never looked at the road. Their dark eyes looked left and right, full of curiosity about their surroundings, and sometimes they opened their mouths and spoke childish words. Seeing these innocent children always makes me laugh, and I feel like I have returned to my childhood. The old man does Tai Chi, goes for walks, plays with his granddaughters and grandsons, and chats about home affairs. Seeing their fair hair and beautiful faces, their kind faces, and the wrinkles on their foreheads full of the wisdom and hardships of life, they gave me peace and calmness after more experiences.
With the central garden as the symmetry point, there are simple teaching buildings scattered around. The combination of Chinese and Western architecture is particularly harmonious with the towering trees. The flying eaves, the wooden floors that creak when you step on them, and the gray-haired professors all talk about the ancient vicissitudes and long history of the campus. And everywhere in the middle, there are countless flowers blooming to their heart's content, white, pink, crimson, yellow, colorful. There is no need to know the names of flowers, just appreciate them with your heart. They decorate the campus scenery with their most beautiful faces and embellish the flower-like mood.
The campus is quiet. There are no crowded people coming and going on the road. It feels like a holiday. However, on the tree-lined paths, small squares, stone benches and stone tables, there are students studying hard with books in their hands. They are so devoted that even the occasional children's play or the joking of classmates passing by after class cannot distract their attention. And this is the most lively and dynamic scenery on campus. They accompany the sunrise and sunset on the campus in the four seasons, absorbing the aura of nature and striving for the essence of knowledge. When I saw them, I felt not only admiration for them, but also the teacher's sincere words, "Medical students must endure loneliness and endure hardship." Indeed, being a medical student requires a lot of dedication.
“Look out the window at the clouds rolling in and out, and see the flowers blooming and falling in front of the door.” Every time I take a stroll, I breathe in the fresh air with the fragrance of flowers and herbs, and the earthy smell. I quickly integrate into it and feel that this campus belongs to me. of. The campus is beautiful, but what it gives me more is the enlightenment and cleansing of my soul, the cultivation of my thoughts, and the cultivation of my inner temperament. It allows me to face life and step into society with a more peaceful attitude.
Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the intrigues of the world, and the complexity and change of society, there is only peace and harmony of nature and soul. This is my campus, a pure land in my heart.