Essay on interesting stories on campus 550 words, original

550 words, jokes, it's stressful...

Children's shoes, plagiarism is a bad behavior.

The interesting things that happen every day are like colorful dreams, like delicate pearls, which make people nostalgic and yearn for, and at that age when they seem to understand what they don't understand, a lot of interesting things often happen, and what impresses me the most is that one thing that happened on campus.

I was impressed by an interesting campus incident that happened during a happy, relaxing physical education class. In the hearts of our primary school students, the free activities in physical education class were very happy and interesting, but they were disturbed by a few naughty eggs in my class.

How do you make it yellow? They are really powerful, they grasp the weakness of our girls' timidity, and they specially catch some ants, small bugs, small praying mantises, etc. to scare us. As a girl, I was not to be outdone when I saw my companions being chased after me.

So I stood still, and when they threw me at me, I made up my mind and ran towards them, and I aimed at the target; The big ant, pounce, jump, flick, and throw the big ant to the ground. The naughty eggs tried their best to find it, but they didn't find it, but I didn't expect the ant to fall into my hands, of course I wouldn't give it to them, however, in front of them, I trampled the big ant they called "Xiaoqiang" to death.

Afterwards, they all said that I was the one who killed "Xiaoqiang". Suddenly, I felt that I was doing something wrong, but I found the lesson very interesting, and the fun was the action of throwing the ants to the ground and the names they gave them.

Although this campus anecdote was unforgettable, it was a lot of fun and fun. It also made me understand a truth: you can't bully small animals, although they are not human, they are also alive.

On our campus, there are many small things that happen: happy, sad, angry, ashamed... They can make our study life either bright or dark. Today is an interesting story that happened in my fifth grade learning career.

During the math class on Friday, the math teacher, Mr. Yuan, was giving us a lesson on how to calculate the area of a trapezoid. Halfway through the class, I don't know which daredevils "lit" Teacher Yuan's "cigarette butts", and she began to send **. While scolding us with various words, she used a must-have, classic gesture to show that she was very annoyed and angry at this moment.

Suddenly, in our classroom, there was a miniature bee.

For some reason, this bee came to our school by mistake, and then came to our class by mistake. At first, we didn't think so. Because on weekdays, there are often flies and other small insects in our class to visit our class, but they only fly around and around, and from time to time they will find windows and walls to inhabit for a while, and they will fly away on their own.

From time to time, I will meet a few stupid ones, and if they find a window to perch on enough, and they don't know where to go if there is an exit, they must hit there, as if they want to hit an exit and fly out. Someone had to open the window for them to fly out. However, this one is very different, it actually "paints" on the touch screen projection!

At first, it just flew aimlessly around the classroom. But after a while, I don't know why, it actually flew to the touch screen projection and "painted"! At that time, Mr. Yuan was putting the courseware.

As soon as I saw it fly, it flew to the blank space on the side of the screen courseware projection and began to "paint". First of all, it first "draws" two circles with a "red" pen like the side of a "butterfly wing". Then, it "draws" a number of small lines.

At this time, Mr. Yuan's anger was great, and he saw us snickering secretly, and he couldn't understand what we were laughing at. But when she looked back, she said, oh, it was the bees that "painted butterflies".

So, she left the phrase "Look at the bees drawing butterflies" and walked out of the classroom door. After a while, she returned, grabbed a book from the podium, and smashed it at the bees. Later, the bees stopped "painting", but one of my classmates and I was punished with a hundred squats because we laughed the loudest.

As I was doing it, I remembered the scene just now, and I almost couldn't help but laugh out loud...

When the bees "painted butterflies", I was deeply impressed, and it was a wonderful aspect of my campus life.