① A 500-word composition about school stories
Miss Spring is here. She sent away the air-conditioning in winter and walked into our campus with the warm wind, rain and sunshine. She used her deft hands to decorate the campus like a paradise, so beautiful.
Miss Spring is here. She sent away the air-conditioning in winter and walked into our campus with the warm wind, rain and sunshine. She used her deft hands to decorate the campus like a paradise, so beautiful.
The grass on the playground, blown by the spring breeze and nourished by the drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Hello Auntie Chun, hello Sister Chunyu and Chunfeng!" "The sound of reading loudly came from the classroom, accompanied by the drizzle, making people feel particularly comfortable.
At noon, Father Sun shines warm sunshine on the earth, mapping the school’s garden area like a paradise, which is extremely beautiful. The luxuriously decorated school science building next to it looks like a palace in the sky. Look, butterflies are flying together in the bushes, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like airplane stunts. Listen, "chirp, chirp", who is calling? Oh, they are a group of lively and clever birds, singing and competing in high and long jumps on the big tree where they bid farewell to hibernation and sprouted little buds. After school, the students strolled around in this environment filled with birdsong and flowers, bathing in the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students had taken off their thick clothes and played the game of throwing sandbags.
In the evening, the loud sounds of reading in the campus, the spring breeze blowing on the face, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers make people intoxicated. Hundreds of swallows are neatly arranged on the cable lines, as if holding a swearing-in meeting to fight against mosquitoes. The small tree on the roadside holds the gift Chunyu gave him, remembering the time when the sun met during the day, and grows up with the night fog. The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers were so happy that they danced the gentle waltz "Song of Spring Breeze" with extremely graceful posture. The stars and princesses in the sky twinkled with their little eyes, as if asking: "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me?"
Ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming scenery animation!
② How to write an essay on the story of me and school
Beauty and elegance are a thing, dullness is a thing, and intenseness is a thing... Things are colorful and dazzling. There is infinite beauty in the trajectory of life. These beautiful things come from all kinds of things, but this one is unforgettable for me.
"Wow!" A cry - an exclamation - came from the small garden. Let’s go find out!
A snowy landscape comes into view! It turns out that "Wow" was the exclamation of the students. The snow started to fall again. I looked up and saw snowflakes flying in the sky - the snow elves brought us gifts! The grass becomes covered in silver, beautiful and brilliant, adding an artistic touch to the campus.
I don’t know who shouted, “Everyone, come and have a snowball fight.” All the students stopped exclaiming and praising. Find snow from the big green leaves and grass, roll it into small balls, and throw it away like a classmate. "Pa!" and "Ah!" came two voices. "Haha..." Of course I was not willing to accept being hit. I turned around and picked up the snow on the blades and threw them at the comer. Not to be outdone, he also hit me. We naughtily "developed in many aspects", throwing it to this classmate for a while, and then throwing it to another classmate. After throwing it away, he fled the "crime scene" as fast as he could. The poor classmate hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he stood there in a daze. As a result, he was thrown away by other comrades because he was distracted. We laughed happily, so happy!
Snow adds beauty to our campus, gives us a happy opportunity, and gives us laughter.
③ Composition of the story of me and school
Having experienced twenty-three springs, summers, autumns and winters, I want to record the meaningful moments in my life. It’s not easy to go through experiences, the best and worst things I’ve ever done in life, and everyone who has had a profound impact on me. As my thoughts drifted away, my fingers kept tapping on the keyboard. , and I seem to have experienced all of this again...
My name is Lalan. I came into this world in the early summer of 1983. I no longer remember the birth process. But later when I asked my mother where I came from, my mother pointed to a long scar on her belly and said, "It's from here!" I guess I have never been an obedient child since I was in my mother's belly. , Otherwise, how could my mother pay such a high price to welcome my arrival.
When I was five years old, I was used to playing hide-and-seek with my sister, and I made a small joke with the whole family. I remember that I woke up very early during lunch break that day. When I got up, I found that there was no one around me, so I folded up my little quilt and went to the kitchen in the yard to play house alone. After a while, I heard a commotion in the yard, and then heard my mother calling my name. I understood that they were looking for me. So I obeyed the rules of the game and kept silent. They searched for a long time but couldn't find me. I even heard my mother asking others: "Did you look for it in the well? Isn't someone taking you away? Did you pass by me this afternoon?" (My family lives at a train station)?” I felt quite happy after hearing this, and felt very proud of myself for being so hidden. Later, I heard my mother crying, and someone said to report the crime quickly.
As soon as I heard that the police were coming, I didn't dare to hide anymore. I walked out quietly and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?" When my mother saw me, she hugged me tightly and cried. I was almost out of breath when my mother hugged me, and at the same time I knew I was wrong. This is what I remember before I went to elementary school.
At the age of six, I went to primary school. I think I am a person who is very insensitive to language. When I first entered school, I was confused by the few rhymes and vowels, and I couldn't tell them clearly. One time, the teacher asked me to dictate on the blackboard. I made a lot of mistakes, and the teacher had to slap me on the hand if I made a mistake. So I got slapped a lot. I don’t remember whether my hands hurt or not, I just remember that my face felt very hot. The teacher's corporal punishment was not only a punishment for me not doing well in my studies, but more importantly, it hurt my self-esteem. After crying at home, I told myself that I would never let the teacher have another chance to punish me. Maybe the teacher's punishment method was not correct, but I have to admit that since then, I have taken my studies more seriously, and at the same time, I have continued to achieve satisfactory results.
When I was in the second grade, I forgot what class I was in. Suddenly I found that everything in front of me was so blurry and I couldn’t see anything clearly. I was so scared and thought I had some strange disease, so I went to the hospital for examination. Later I learned that it was called myopia. When I was just seven years old, I wore glasses. Since then, glasses have been with me for more than ten years. I hate wearing glasses, which not only makes me different from other classmates, but more importantly, it makes me give up my biggest hobby-dancing. This is my lifelong regret.
During the summer vacation when I was eight years old, I contracted pneumonia and was hospitalized for 28 days. I was most afraid of injections and was pricked like a hornet’s nest. I was discharged from the hospital and recovered from my illness. I also have my own ideals. : Be a doctor.
In the year when we graduated from elementary school, the seven best friends who played together every day agreed to be in the same class in junior high school. Unfortunately, the school did not allow us to mix freely. We should not be ruthlessly separated. On the first day of school, we hugged each other. We cried together very sadly. What’s even more frustrating is that one of us left the county for family reasons and went to school in a neighboring county. Two months after he left, the rest of us rode bicycles to see him on a weekend. It took us a full five hours to get there. It was our first time to go there, and we didn’t have a phone number to contact him at that time. But with God’s blessing, we actually found his home. After so many years, I no longer have the courage and impulse to do whatever I wanted. Now I always have many concerns lingering in my mind, affecting my decisions. Sometimes I want to go back to that time.
There was a sports meeting in the third year of junior high school, but no one in the class signed up. As the league secretary, I signed up for the 1,500-meter long-distance run. In fact, my health was not good, let alone the 1,500-meter run. , even the 800 meters that meets the sports standard is a big tiger to me. When I first started training, I couldn't run any longer before running less than a thousand meters. Then I started adding a little more every day. My friends said don't be so serious. If you can't run down, you won't be able to run down. No one will blame you if you're not in good health. But I don’t think that way. I always think that everything you do must be done well, otherwise, don’t do it. Just one month later, I stood on the starting line. The gun fired, and I ran towards the finish line with brisk steps. I ran the entire race smoothly and finished fifth. I have proven that I can do it. As long as I work hard in the face of any difficulty, I will definitely be able to overcome it. Since then, I am no longer afraid of the difficulties encountered in study and life. I have become more optimistic, more positive, and more motivated.
When I entered high school, I faced the same problems that all adolescents face. A boy in my class sent me home every day and waited for me to go to school with him. That feeling is very subtle. I will try my best to show my best side in front of him. My hair is combed smoothly and my clothes are stretched out. I think I like him. At that time, when we were facing the college entrance examination, we all focused our lives on study, and this green feeling was deeply buried in our hearts. The reason why I mention him here is because the memory he gave me made my growth process more complete, and it was he who made me know what the focus of life was at that time. After the college entrance examination, we both received admission notices from our favorite universities and became good friends who talked about everything. I think we have more stories to go on.
When it comes to going to college, I think I am a lucky person. When filling out my application form, I had two choices. One was to study in a good college in this province, and the other was to go to the place of my dreams, but there were risks. After careful consideration, I went against my family's wishes and applied for admission to a university in the capital. After looking around for a long time, I finally received the admission notice. Finally, I realized my dream - to study in the capital. I still remember the moment I stepped out of the Beijing Railway Station, I said to myself with great excitement: "I will live here for five years and enrich myself here. All this is real. It’s no longer a dream! ”
When I left home for the first time, I was full of curiosity about everything in a foreign place. The beautiful campus, the kind teachers, and the kind brothers and sisters all made me happy. So excited. Here I completed my undergraduate studies, enhanced my abilities through clubs, enriched my mind with professional knowledge, and most importantly, found the goal of life and found the path I wanted to take from the confusion. I learned the principles of life from my teachers and saw the true meaning of friendship in my classmates.
In short, I have learned too much and too important in the five years of college. It can be said that the whole me was shaped during my college years. I am very fortunate that when I was frustrated, I had a teacher who said to me: You have worked very hard; when I was confused, I had a mentor who helped me analyze problems and gave me suggestions; when I was frustrated, I had friends who talked to me and cried with me.
When I was a junior in college, SARS was rampant in Beijing. My classmates and I were locked inside the school for two months and could not go out. Although everyone was panicking, we got through that difficulty together. We can’t go out, so we can enrich our lives by ourselves. We can’t gather, so we read books in the open air. Everyone cares about and helps each other, and it really feels like a family. Those two months were painful for most Chinese people, but in my memory, it was a beautiful memory worth recalling throughout my life.
Before graduation, everyone started to get busy. After chatting with several teachers, I decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, continue studying, and further improve my professional abilities. Here I would like to thank one of my roommates very much. She constantly encouraged me during the days when I was reviewing for the postgraduate entrance examination. During those days, we got up together, ate together, went to the library together, discussed study problems together, and went back to the dormitory together. Without her encouragement and reminders, I’m not sure I could have walked so steadily. Now if someone wants to ask me about my postgraduate entrance examination experience, I will definitely tell her to find a research friend first.
After review, preliminary examination, and re-examination, we finally got to where we are today. Today I stand at a new starting point. Facing the future, I once again fall into deep thinking. What should I accomplish during this stage of study? What kind of foundation should we lay for our future life? I think the first thing is to take every course well, pass CET-6, and complete my experiments and thesis. Secondly, I need to pay more attention to improving my interpersonal skills. I have been living in school these years without any social experience or work experience. I think this is what I lack most now. I will make up for my lack in this aspect in these three years. As for my development direction after graduation, my initial idea is to take the civil service examination, and I will also make some preparations towards this goal while in school.
This is me and my story.
④ Essay about me and a certain place in school 450
I love school because it is an all-encompassing online book.
When I entered junior high school, the computer room provided me with the opportunity to see the outside world, the music and beauty room cultivated my aesthetic sentiment, and the library brought me into the ocean of books. Bacon once said: "Reading makes me... Poetry makes people wise, mathematics makes people thoughtful, science makes people profound, ethics makes people solemn, and logic and rhetoric make people eloquent. The detailed explanation nourishes our souls, and we eagerly learn knowledge in various subjects.
School is an all-encompassing online book. I love the school because it is a beautiful garden.
In spring, everything revives, flowers bloom, a breeze blows, and the flowers and leaves smile. In summer, the fragrance is fragrant, and the lotus flowers in the school pond are in bloom, with petals as pink as bowls and lotus leaves as green as umbrellas. A breeze blows, and the clear water is rippling with sparkling waves; in winter, Persimmons like little red lanterns hang on the treetops, bringing people the joy of harvest. In winter, the school is still full of vitality, and the evergreen hollies are arranged like soldiers sticking to their posts
On both sides of the road , adding green life to the monotonous winter. The school is a beautiful garden in all seasons. I love school because it is a piece of bittersweet music.
A happy life is not a perfect life, but a life of bitterness and joy is a perfect life. Looking back on the past, there are the tears of failing the exam, the pride of receiving a certificate with high scores; the studying hard late at night, the chasing and playing with classmates and friends on the playground, and the performance of you. Chasing after me ┉┉The school is a symphony of bitterness and joy. The hopes of parents, the expectations of teachers, and the friendship of classmates are the beating notes in the movement. The school is a symphony of bitterness and joy
movement. I love school because it is a sky full of mutual help.
The road of life is bumpy and bumpy, and difficulties will arise every moment. Whenever we are confused, the school supports us with a sky of mutual help. Here, encouragement and exhortation blend, trust and help interact. In the school, everyone will cheer up, muster up the courage, and stride forward on the "sincere bricks" laid by teachers and classmates. Here , the wind and rain dissipated, and only a red sun shone overhead. I also experienced the warmth of the collective. After I fell ill, the meticulous care of my teachers and classmates made me feel the true love in the world. That is hope, that is pursuit, and that is strength. Therefore, countless people have suffered Friends in need, let us step into the sky supported by the school to find a spiritual comfort and a blend of love.
The school is a sky full of mutual help.
I love school, I love that all-encompassing online book, I love that beautiful garden, I love that book that is filled with joy and bitterness, and I love that sky full of mutual help.
⑤ The story of me and the school, 500 words
Teacher Yu Yi said, "Everyone has a soul, and a teacher has a soul." The school motto is the soul of a school, the accumulation of school history and culture, the concentrated expression of the school-running philosophy formed during the long-term school running process, and it is also the core content of campus culture. The school has ushered in another new period of development. The wise decision of the school leaders, "Let education go up to the sky and let teachers and students stand on the ground", has led all our teachers, students and the school to further improve their professional and educational teaching.
1. The school motto alleviated my bad habit of laziness
I have been a lazy child since I was in kindergarten. I don’t want to get up, go to school, or even dress or eat. Whenever I see others rushing to somewhere, I would think: What are they doing in such a hurry? Why not go slower! Be careful if you run too fast and you may fall. . . Such inactive thoughts indulged my bad habit of laziness. When I entered the elementary school, the school motto on the bulletin board made my eyes light up: "Let education reach heaven and earth, and let teachers and students stand upright." Ever since I saw this school motto, I have set two "personal mottos" for myself: "Don't be lazy, work hard." Whenever I am not serious about my homework, I criticize myself: "How did you write this! I just stipulated to myself that I should do everything with my heart, why are you making the same old mistakes again? How can you stand upright like this?" 'Ah!" Whenever I am too lazy to do the exercise assignments assigned by the teacher in physical education class, I will think: "Didn't you make it a rule for yourself not to be lazy? If you want to stand tall, you have to work hard! How about this..." I didn't allow myself to think about it anymore and ran outside to review the radio exercises seriously. . . In short, if I am still lazy, I will not indulge myself until the "lazy ghost" completely leaves me.
2. The school motto made me become an optimistic child
It was the time for the final exam again, and because I did well in the exam last time, I felt a little elated. Even the most basic "review before the exam" was not done well. The day of the exam finally came. I answered the test paper with confidence and handed it in with hope. After a few days of "suffering", I came to school in a hurry, but my test scores were - you know, terrible. . . I was so sad. When I walked out of the school, I accidentally glanced at the bulletin board, and the school motto came into my eyes again: "Let education reach heaven and earth, and let teachers and students stand upright." I thought: "You can't give up when you encounter such a small setback! Isn't it just that you failed in the exam? It doesn't matter. Keep working hard next time and try again! You have to be a student who is 'indomitable'!" After that exam incident , I have never been as sad as that time, because I can't be too pessimistic and have to think about everything in an optimistic direction!
The school motto inspires me to grow and guides me in the direction of my future. School motto, you changed me!
⑥Write a story about what happened in school with a teacher and classmates
One day,
In Chinese class, our group lost when answering questions and competing for red flags. . After class, Zhang Chi got angry and threw the pen on the ground. He didn't expect that the pen broke on the ground, and ink was splashed on the floor and walls, staining the walls of the classroom that we carefully cared for. My eyes were dim and I felt very sad. I wanted to punch him in the flabby stomach or punch him in the face and nose. Someone would ask: "Why did you hit him?" Because he made our classroom dirty and destroyed our learning environment, I was so angry. However, my hands stopped obeying the command and told me to relax, relax...
The teacher's words rang in my ears again: "We can't fight over trivial matters. No matter when students fight, That’s not right.” After a while, I calmed down. I walked over and Zhang Chi lowered his head and said to me, "Today at noon, you and Su Jianjun will help me clean the wall, okay?" I said, "Okay, I'll ask Su Jianjun if he agrees?" Su Jianjun came over. I said, "What are you doing?" "I will help him clean the ink on the wall at noon today." I said. Su Jianjun continued: "If you don't take a break at noon, you have to ask the teacher for leave." At noon, after dinner, the three of us went to ask Teacher Shi: "Teacher Shi, can we go to the classroom to do something to protect the environment?" Teacher Shi said : "Go."
We came to the classroom. Su Jianjun and I took out our knives, looked at where there was ink on the wall, and carefully scraped it clean. After scraping the stains off the wall, I said, "How about we sweep the floor clean again?" We all agreed. By the time we were done, we had smiles on our faces. When Su Jianjun was tired, he tilted his head and kept working. I said he should take a rest for a while, but he said we would talk about it later after finishing the work.
I thought: "Zhang Chi shouldn't have thrown his beloved pen on the ground, and I shouldn't have lost my temper. How bad it is! Let's keep this in mind." /p>
We finally wiped the ink stains off the walls and floor before class. The classroom is still as bright and clean as before.
⑦ (The Story of My School and Me) 1200-word high school essay
Time flies and years are ruthless. It has been almost five years since I studied in primary school. In the past five years, I have changed from a naive little girl to a class cadre who can think independently and proactively. From a playful child, I have become a good student who is diligent in learning and asking questions and strives to make progress. From a young girl, she became a school host, conductor, broadcaster, and team committee member. More importantly, as time goes by, my feelings for the school have become deeper and stronger. In another year, we will graduate from elementary school. How can I not miss this! Our school is beautiful and harmonious. When the first ray of sunshine quietly falls on the earth and comes to the campus in the morning, I often enjoy the indescribable comfort with the breeze in my ears, and recite classics happily and comfortably. Being diligent, knowledgeable, innovative and enterprising has become the pursuit of us and every student of Anli Primary School.
Our school is a joyful and happy family. The teachers here can treat every student fairly and justly, meet our development, and give all students the same care and guidance, the same encouragement and expectations. Teacher Wang, who taught us mathematics, could not bear to leave us even after she retired. Her amiable teaching method made us unforgettable for the rest of our lives. Teacher Liu Yuhong, the head teacher, cares about us like a mother. When we encounter difficulties, she gives us the care and love of family members. Not long ago, my mother was going to Tianjin to attend a class. It was very painful for me because I rarely leave my mother. It was Teacher Liu who enlightened me, reasoned with me, encouraged me, and taught me to have the ability to live independently, which made me a lot happier. The classmates here are as united and friendly as brothers and sisters. I have many good friends here who accompany me all the time. All of this touches me, warms me, and makes me feel a special attachment to this school. feelings.
I love our school, I love the spacious and bright classrooms, the vast and flat playground, and I love even more the campus full of laughter and laughter, which has left the footprints of our growth and laid the foundation for our solid foundation. the basis of.
My classmates, the light of hope of He'anli Primary School has risen slowly on the horizon. Under the planning of Principal Guo, our school is about to undergo earth-shaking changes, and our campus will be covered with green carpets. lawn. Students, let us work hard, be enterprising, and constantly innovate, and work hard for the development of He'anli Primary School!
⑧ Write an essay about my happy story with a school
Once, my grandma took my cousin and me to the park to play. The flowers in the garden are colorful and the water in the river is crystal clear. We entered the amusement park, which had bumper cars, pirate ships, roller coasters and other items. We bought tickets and went in to play various activities. Some are exciting, some are thrilling, and some are scary.
After playing enough, it’s time to go home. We took the bus back. There were only two seats on the bus. Grandma said: "You guys each take a seat, and I stand." Looking at grandma Standing, I really wanted to give up my seat, but I was exhausted from playing. Forget it, it’s better not to give up your seat. At this moment, my cousin stood up and gave up his seat, and said: "Grandma, please sit down." I felt very ashamed. My cousin hadn't studied yet. I was a Young Pioneer. How could I not give up my seat? What? I should learn from my cousin’s good qualities of respecting the elderly, caring for the young, and helping others.
That night, I remembered what my father said in ancient times: Don’t do evil because it’s small, don’t do good because it’s small. It means don’t do bad things just because they are small, and don’t not do good things just because they are small. Although giving up your seat is a small matter, it can also reflect a person's moral character! From now on, I will start from small things and do more good deeds to others from now on.
⑨ Parents write an essay: My story with school
Essay: My story with school
Speaking of which, it has been almost three years. As a junior high school student, I seem to sound much older and have changed a lot.
I still remember when I was in the sixth grade, the interview - because it was a prestigious school... it didn't matter, anyway, it required interviews, and thousands of people were selected to choose 500 people, which was quite cruel.
I remember that the teacher seemed to be a classroom for high school seniors - the books were still there. A few bold - or rather rude - took out the seniors’ books to read and listen. When there was a coughing sound, I saw that it was a teacher, so I hurriedly stuffed the book into the table, and then put the baby there, speechless...
Fortunately, the teacher didn't see it (I seriously doubt it) I pretended not to see it) and walked away again.
They fall into one category, and most people fall into another category: extremely nervous. The classmate who came in with me kept playing with her pen, and some others were sitting upright, wondering what they were thinking.
As for me, I have no desire to enter this school. I just came here to go through the motions at the request of my annoying mother. I don't have any hope of going to this school, nor do I want to enter this school. I was still chewing gum lazily to pass the time. "What a shame, you wasted my whole weekend." That's what I thought at the time. After a while, I wandered to the edge of the trash can, spit out the gum casually, and then walked back to my seat in a big way.
I remember those people’s eyes were following me, and I was surprised: Why are you so nervous?
The teacher came over, told us to be quiet, and said a lot of clichés. Anyway, I didn't listen, and I didn't bother to listen - nonsense.
There were three female examiners during the interview. The female examiner should be nice and patient. The test is English. To be honest, my English is not good, and it showed this time. I stuttered while reading the article. Many words were not read out. There were empty spaces there. I didn’t even know what article I was reading. The answer to that question was even more clever: I didn’t talk about whether those two questions were correct or not. I couldn’t answer the third question alone. I don’t even know how I got through it.
After the interview, it will be a lottery. This is determined by God and no one knows. I didn’t pray to Buddha or make a wish, but I got in. It’s really a trick of fate. Others didn’t want to get in, but I didn’t want to get in, but I got in. But if you go in, go in, I won't back out.
⑩ Our School Story Composition
Growing up seems to happen overnight. Before I even had time to say goodbye, I suddenly looked back and realized that many things had gradually faded away as time passed. Forget it, I was walking by the pond. The goldfish in the pond were still spitting bubbles happily. Looking at the reflection in the pond, I couldn't help but feel chilled and smiled bitterly: "Haha, I'm one year older again!"
Yes Ah, a year has gone by so fast. I am now in the second grade of junior high school. I am no longer the ignorant and childish child I was when I first entered school. When I see the new students in the first grade of junior high school, I seem to see myself again. My mind was always filled with strange thoughts. I was so naive at that time. I always thought there was eternity in the world. I was always looking for the legendary eternity. I always wanted to be the center of the world and let everyone surround me like planets.
When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I didn’t understand what competition was and what cruelty was. During this year, I seemed to have grown up suddenly, become more stable, and seemed to see further: At that time, I only thought that the grass was so cute, swaying in the wind, and the leaves rustling, just like the wonderful nature. Symphony, flowers are the elves on campus, sowing colorful seeds of mood. I always feel that having such a small and warm space is enough. But now, I read strength from the grass, see the beauty of life blooming in the flowers, and see the broader blue sky, which contains the elusive deep blue.
The sunshine in October is like fresh water, shining gently on the teaching building. I like the campus very much and my classmates. There is a lawn in front of our classroom. Maybe a small grass will make people unconscious. Although thousands of them are close together, they form a green whole, proudly announcing its existence to people. Isn’t our class also a green whole? We have gone through ups and downs together, there have been tears and joy, and we have grown together. The wind is still blowing, blowing our hair.
I used to pursue perfection and didn’t want any flaws in my monochromatic rainbow. However, I understand that this is impossible. I will still laugh happily now, just like before. In fact, many things have not changed, because in the process of growing up, if the laughter, sincerity and kindness of childlike innocence are lost, then What’s the point of growing up?
The school’s big playground is gone, replaced by a new teaching building. Nothing else has changed. The white clouds are still white clouds, and the blue sky is still blue. But I have learned some and forgotten some. , gave up some, learned some, I am growing, and the school is also growing. Without school, I would be like a small boat on the vast sea, not knowing where to go.
The campus is our growth station. It records the pain of growth and also engraves the joy. Along the footsteps of growth, we move towards maturity and towards the future!