The sounds of the campus essay 1
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..." The class bell rang, and the noisy school suddenly became quiet. The students were all seated and waiting. With the arrival of the teacher.
After a while, the sound of reading aloud rang out in the classroom, sometimes softly, sometimes enthusiastically. I think anyone who walks by here can't help but stop to listen and enjoy this passionate reading.
Suddenly, the singing of "La La La" came from that classroom. The singing is loud, the melody is beautiful and intoxicating. Even the birds on the branches outside the window started singing along with the music, "chirping" and flapping their wings "whooshing" as if they were dancing!
"Hahaha, hahaha..." bursts of cheerful laughter erupted from another classroom. What's going on? Oh, it turns out that their class is performing a skit. Look, the people on the stage have exaggerated expressions and are acting in a decent manner. The students in the audience were all laughing. Some laughed so much that they fell forward and backward; some laughed so hard that they covered their stomachs and moaned "Ouch!"; some couldn't help but slap the table with "pop, pop"; some laughed to the point of tears...
"We think it is beneficial to open the book..." Hey, what are you doing? There are two people on the stage, each saying something, and they are having a fierce verbal battle. Ha, debate meeting! After a while, the debate was over, and Zheng Fang won. Zheng Fang's classmates cheered and jumped, with winner's smiles on their faces.
Listen carefully, there is a subtle "rustling" sound. The students in this classroom are writing hard with their heads buried, and the pen tip keeps jumping on the paper.
"One two, one two three", on the playground, the students in physical education class shouted slogans and marched in neat steps, "ta", "ta", "ta", moving forward , move forward...
"Ding ding ding" the bell rang, and the playground became lively. There were two little classmates there, clapping their hands and shouting, "You clap one, I'll clap one..." There was also a group of classmates, standing in a circle, playing with throwing handkerchiefs, and the familiar song "Throw it away," came to my ears. Throw, throw the handkerchief...". Look, there are students jumping long rope not far away. With a "pop" sound, the rope hit the ground forcefully, and the jumping student jumped over with a slight jump of his feet. The sound of "pop" continued continuously, and the students jumped over one after another. Some students were playing war games, "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom", it was so lively!
The sounds on campus are so colorful and wonderful! The campus is also full of vitality! Sounds of the Campus Essay 2
"Didi", "ring", the ringing of the car going to school falls one after another; "hey", "haha", the children's cheers flow like a stream. The radio was playing the song about entering the school, "Shasha", and the breeze blew through the treetops. "Huhu", the waving flag said hello. "Chirping," the little bird also joined in the morning welcome.
"Ding the bell," the crisp ringing ended the noise, and the campus was as quiet as the mountains hiding ancient temples. "Rustling", "kick-tapping", whose footsteps break the tranquility? It turned out that the late classmates were rushing to the classroom at full speed. Suddenly, there was a "slipping" sound, and he slipped and fell to the door with a "plop". "Chichi", we want to laugh but dare not. Then, "wow", we turned the pages of the book and it was time for early reading!
The sound of reading can be heard one after another on campus. It is "the sky is facing the earth, the rain is facing the wind, the continent is facing the sky", it is "learning and practicing it from time to time, it is easy to say", it is "people's original nature is good", the sound echoes and is nurtured day by day.
Class is over, the teacher is going to take a test, and the students quickly take out pens and paper. In the quiet classroom, we can only hear the "swish, swish" sound of the pen, which seems to remind us: "Little master, you must be careful when writing, don't be sloppy."
Recess exercises When the time came, all the students in the school lined up in a neat square array on the playground. "Ta-ta-ta", "ta-ta-ta", we moved forward slowly, facing the music, the team became an O shape again. "One, two, three, four", "one, two, three, four", walking fast, we shouted loud slogans, and the slogans covered the entire campus.
My favorite part is of course recess, which is full of laughter and laughter. Even a hundred pairs of ears can’t catch all the sounds. In the corridor, students were running and chasing each other, catching each other and beating them. "Hee", they scratched each other's creaks; "Ha", they pulled each other's collars; "Eh", they quietly blindfolded their classmates and asked them to guess; "Ha", they hid in the corner and suddenly jumped out to scare the classmates. "Bang bang", the basketball bounced up and down on the playground; "ping pong", the table tennis ball kept hitting the table; "dong dong", whose stool fell to the ground again? ""Wow!" Whose stationery is scattered all over the floor again?
It's so lively! The sound of the campus is really like an endless musical. I can't stop enjoying it. I can't finish it. The sound of the campus essay 3
"The Voice of China" is very popular recently. Our Zhanggong District Education Bureau also used this idea to organize the "Voice of Campus". I also signed up to participate. After a week of hard rehearsal and suffering, the day of the competition finally arrived.
After putting on makeup, I was about to go on stage, but God was not kind to me, and suddenly it started to rain. However, I was not disturbed by the weather, "Come on! Huang Qinpeng, you can do it, you can sing well!" I encouraged myself secretly while making active preparations.
Familiar music played, and my last trace of nervousness dissipated. With a smile on my face, youth and vitality, I jumped onto the stage. My team of backup dancers danced hard to the rhythm of the music. Standing on the large stage, I was very excited and enjoyed it very much, because it was the first time for me to stand on the stage and sing as the protagonist - this is the feeling of being watched by everyone! "I believe that I am who I am, I believe in tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon..." When I first started singing, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous at all. I don’t know if it’s the hard training that prepares me, or whether a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. The more I sing, the better I feel, the more confident I become, the louder I sing, and the more I sing, the more involved I am... It’s as if I have integrated into the entire stage, and the stage is Me, I am the stage. The cheers from the audience gave me great affirmation and encouragement. I did every move seriously and sang every line with heart.
Soon, the music reached the accompaniment part in the middle. At this time, a female classmate brought flowers prepared in advance. Following the example of a big star on TV, I took the flowers gracefully, bowed slightly, raised the flowers high above my head, and waved my arms left and right to greet the audience. After dancing for a while, I walked off the stage and sang, ran and danced. Perhaps they were infected by my enthusiasm, the audience shouted and cheered and interacted with me. When I passed the judges' table, I saw Principal Su in the middle of the judges' table. I had an idea and came up with a bold idea - I dedicated the flowers in my hand to Principal Su. Principal Su was surprised at first, but he reacted instantly. She stood up holding the flower and turned to the audience - all the teachers and students in the school waved their thanks, pushing the atmosphere to the climax...
In this competition, I won the first prize. Although it was not the highest award, I Already very satisfied. Because that song is always ringing in my heart: "I believe in freedom, I believe in hope, I believe that you can reach the sky with your hands!..." In the future of my life, I will use it to inspire me all the time. Sing the "good voice" of your own life! Campus Sounds Essay 4
Every day, there are many sounds in my campus, some of which make people happy, and some of which make them relaxed.
In the morning, when you walk into the campus, you will hear the neat sound of students reading through your ears, like thick white clouds floating in the sky. They read so powerfully , people can feel the joy of learning knowledge as soon as they listen to it. The chirping of birds leaked from the leaves from time to time, like decorative sounds, adding color to the students' reading, making people feel full of strength when listening.
"Dingling bells..." A crisp bell rang, get out of class was over, and the quiet campus gradually became noisy. The footsteps of students came from the corridors and stairs, like fierce The drum beat is like heavy rain hitting the lotus leaves. If a classmate falls, there will inevitably be a burst of joyful laughter, like a firework suddenly blooming in the dark night sky. The student who fell down was not upset. He immediately got up and started chasing each other again. There was another burst of laughter in the campus.
When the school bell rang at noon and the teacher announced the end of get out of class, the students immediately felt like a pot was exploding. Many people talked loudly, without any worry that the teacher would criticize them. Outside the school gate, the owners of the canteens were also active at this moment, shouting loudly, each one louder than the other, as if they were eager for all the students in the school to come to his home to buy things.
Going back to school, at this time, the busiest place on campus is the cafeteria. Those students who were taking a lunch break at school stretched their necks and lined up in front of every window. As soon as they approached the window, they rushed to hand their plates to the master chef in the cafeteria. The plates were in contact with the counter, and they kept making a crisp " "Dong dong dong" sound. The students who got the food always held the plates with both hands, laughed, and some even sang the most popular songs to show off their food to others. The students behind them would complain constantly. There are also those students who are sitting down to eat. The spoons and plates keep making a "ding-dong-dang" sound, like iron being struck in a blacksmith shop. Yes, after eating such a rich and nutritious lunch, the students' bodies are getting stronger and stronger like steel!
It’s nap time, the teachers have gone off work, the nap students have fallen asleep, other students have gone home, and there are no vendors outside the school. The campus has officially got off work. It has become quiet, and you can only occasionally hear the wind in the leaves. Bald words.
The sound of the campus is wonderful, beautiful, and intoxicating. We listen happily, study happily, and grow happily here. This memory must be the most beautiful in our childhood. movement. The Voice of Campus Essay 5
The voice of campus is everywhere. It radiates beauty, kindness, harmony and laughter. The sound of the campus is so beautiful, so melodious, but have you ever experienced this wonderful sound in person.
This is a sound that makes us praise!
Voice of the class
Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, the students have all entered the class, but you still say what you say in the class, I talked, I talked, and we didn't stop talking until Huawen came in with his small bag, but except for one person, the teacher came in and he was still talking, as if he didn't care about anything. When the teacher came in, he put the bag on the table. He looked at the whole class like a machine gun. I happened to see him and coughed quietly. He said: "For people who eat packaged food and colored drinks every day, those things are causing trouble in their bodies, making them restless. You can see them wandering around." The whole class couldn't help laughing, and he also had A little ashamed, he gradually lowered his head.
Voice of the Sports Meet
The annual inter-school sports meet is finally here, and everyone has been waiting so hard. As soon as the game started, I started to fight for my life. I played desperately. If you don't let me, I won't let you. And just at the high jump competition, something unprecedented happened. The artist was watching from the side, and a man was preparing for the competition. They were obviously two contestants competing for first place. After one of them finished dancing, Zhou Chou patted his opponent on the shoulder with his hand and said, "Come on, I'm optimistic about you. It's so boring if you lose the game." !" How come the opponents are cheering each other on? This is an incredible thing! It is this short sentence that is deeply engraved in my mind.
The sound of the dormitory
Quick, quick, quick, I ran towards the dormitory with my tea bottle full of water, but unexpectedly I bumped into someone, and I spilled his water and I stood there waiting for his punishment, but he didn't. He just smiled at me and said, "Be careful next time and don't run too fast." "After saying that, I was stunned. He didn't punish me, but smiled at me. Just when I was about to leave, he stopped me. I thought he didn't want to scold me! But he didn't. He just smiled at me and said, "This is your tea bottle cap." !" I nodded, took the things, and left with him.
Pieces of sounds make up our campus, and pieces of campus sounds make up our beautiful life. The Voice of Campus Essay 6
Every plant and tree on campus has a profound impact on us. We live here. This is our other home. This home is very big and has many members. In this home we are full of joy.
Remember it was a math class. "Ding ding ding" went to class, and I was nervous because I took a set of test papers yesterday. I don't think I did very well on the exam. At this time, I saw the math teacher walking in with a happy face. I thought, yesterday's test should be very good! Seeing the teacher so happy, it must be some happy event. He walked to the middle of the podium and took out a dozen papers from his bag. My heart, which had just been steady, began to beat violently again, like an out-of-control electric doll, scurrying around. The teacher said: "My classmates had a very successful exam yesterday. I hope that every time I think about it, it will be like this time." The teacher handed out the paper. I was very happy that I passed the exam with excellent scores. Next, the teacher started to talk about the paper. When talking about a somewhat difficult question, the teacher said: "If you get this question wrong, stand up." Since my feet were stuck on the chair, I didn't have to stand up in a hurry. At first glance, I saw that only a few people in the class stood up. I knew that they were all lying and did not stand up.
The teacher frowned and said, "I got this question wrong. Stand up." There was a burst of laughter in the class, and I was laughing too, but I thought to myself: The teacher is really talented. Ah, not only is he good at teaching math, but he is also really good at speaking English. Those of us who have done something wrong stand up immediately. The teacher saw so many people standing up, so he swallowed his mouth and said "sit down please". The class burst into laughter again, but I saw that a few more people, like me, cast admiring glances at the teacher. After the teacher finished speaking, he said to us: "Our synchronous homework must be completed as soon as possible." Someone who the teacher valued asked: "What is synchronous homework? We don't have such information." The teacher said: "You said it is What?" Then someone next to him said to him: "We have learned that homework must be done. This is called synchronous homework. Why don't you even know this? Idiot." So the person scratched the back of his head. , the whole class burst into laughter again. The teacher said with a smile: "You must complete it seriously!" We said in unison: "Yes, sir!" So the teacher left with a smile.
This is my class, my paradise, my teacher, my humor, my classroom, and my wisdom.
I have a big family. We can feel the sound of its breathing, and its every smile is closely related to us. Here, I feel the joy that is rare in the world. The Voice of the Campus Essay 7
Although the voice of the campus has been away from me for a long time, I still remember it very clearly. I still remember that in the past, whenever there was a holiday, I would always be reluctant to leave the campus. Because I missed my teachers and my friendship, but actually, I was more obsessed with the sound of the campus.
Listen! The class bell rang, and the sound of reading loudly came from the classroom.
Huh? Why is the sound of reading so special? It was neat and harmonious, but the sound was getting louder and louder, like two horses racing desperately that refused to admit defeat. When I entered the room, I saw that the students had divided themselves into two groups and were competing to see which one had the loudest voice.
The sound was like a rushing river, crashing against the stone bank. The sound wave reflected back and forth in the building, making the entire building ripple with the majestic and overwhelming sound of reading. Teachers came out one after another to enjoy this reading performance. I like this kind of sound. This kind of sound is unique and can only be found on campus.
Listen! The bell rang. This "symphony of reading" was over, but the "symphony of laughter" was staged. Recess is the freest and happiest time for students. After a while, the heroic laughter of "Hahaha" came from the playground, free and unrestrained. This must be the group of boys playing football on the playground who scored another goal! At this time, there were several more "Hehehe" sounds. "Hehe" laughter, this must be another classmate being teased. Hey! Here comes the laughter of "hehe" again. Such pure laughter must be the harmonious sound of chatting between friends!
The playground is as noisy as a vegetable market, but what is different from the vegetable market is that , the sound in this campus is the most innocent laughter. This "Laughter Mix" must be the most harmonious and innocent!
Yo! The tug-of-war has begun! Listen! As soon as the whistle blows, the cheerleaders of the two teams use all their strength to cheer for the players. Come on, "One, two, three!" "Come on! Come on!" the cheerleaders shouted with their faces flushed, as if their throats were broken. What a voice of unity, what a powerful voice, and the hard work of the athletes and cheerleaders. This is the power of progress! It is an expression of collective unity! How moving and shocking! This is more sincere, more powerful, and more beautiful than any other voice in the world!
I love the sound of my campus, and I love my campus, and even more, I love the teachers and classmates who grew up with me and accompanied me! Essay on the Sound of Campus 8
The years pass by, and the sun and the moon fly by in a blink of an eye. , six years of primary school life is coming to an end. What traces have I left behind?
Have I ever left traces like gossamers? "Ding Dong, Ding Dong", what sound interrupted my thoughts, what a pleasant sound, what a beautiful melody, some musician must be playing the piano, it turned out to be the beautiful fountain singing. I asked: "Fountain, fountain, what are you singing about?" The fountain replied: "I am singing about the deep friendship between my classmates over the past six years." After that, the fountain popped out, shining brightly in the sunshine. Below, the water drops are all colorful, swaying in the breeze, dancing with their graceful bodies to their heart's content. Fly! Fly! Fly, fly to that holy and beautiful heaven.
"Hua Hua Hua", what is this sound? Sometimes slowly, sometimes urgently, the melody is melodious and the sound is brisk. It turns out that the gurgling water is making the sound, and the water in the pool flows forever. I asked: "Chi Shui, what are you singing about?" The water continued to flow, but little did we know that this water had already flowed into our hearts.
"The little girl picking mushrooms carried a big bamboo basket on her back and walked around the trees and hills with her bare feet early in the morning... Who is singing? It turns out that it is the mushroom pavilion that is like a big umbrella singing. This strange mushroom pavilion brought us infinite joy when we were worried. After class, there was a burst of pleasant laughter in the mushroom pavilion, and the cute smiling faces were unforgettable. I used to play and play like this, but... I know this is a fantasy, but how much I want to go back to the past and live an innocent and carefree life. I think about it again, this mushroom is not. Is it us? The teacher teaches and educates hard, works tirelessly, and cultivates us from a crying and quarrelsome child into a knowledgeable teenager. How much energy does the teacher spend on making progress for us? , we actually forgot about sleep. With his rigorous style and profound knowledge, the teacher opened our hearts again and again, and made us feel the importance of knowledge again and again.
The good times are always short, let us keep that friendship with each other and use it to recall the "past" of the past! Goodbye, my alma mater! I wish you will always be a leader in the teaching of "rejuvenating the country and safeguarding the country", and I wish you prosperity and longevity forever!