The third year of junior high school essay At that moment, I really XX .

In the beginning, there are three balls, one ball with a smiley face painted on it, and the three balls are passed here at the same time, and whoever gets the ball with a smiley face will come out to perform. It began, and immediately, the atmosphere in the classroom became tense and enthusiastic. The snare drum sounded loudly, "Let's go, let's .......""Everyone was worried that the sound would stop abruptly.

The ball passed very quickly and it was in my hands immediately. I was so anxious that I threw it directly to my classmates who were far away from me, and the other two did the same, "Let's do it!" The sound of the snare drum stopped, everyone was looking for who got the ball, and suddenly there were some enthusiastic shouts in the corner next to me, it turned out that Shan Huagang got the ball, and he became the first person to be shot.

As a result, the childish "Little Swallow" was staged, which made us laugh. After the performance, the drum beat sounded again, and the tense atmosphere became active again, I threw the ball directly as usual, and Zhu Shaowei next to me was anxious: "Don't throw it, I haven't even touched the ball."

Hehe, take care of the ball below, I will definitely pass it to you. The second time, but Wang Jiawei, the most naughty and mischievous person in our class, got the ball, only to see him go up and sing vaguely for a while that people didn't understand, and then went down, which puzzled us. ......

I passed the next ball well, but Zhu Shaowei was cool. This time, the ball stayed in Shen Wei's hand for a long time before it reached Shan Huagang's hand, and when he saw that the drum was about to stop, he jumped the ball over Sheng Jiaying and threw it on the ground between me and Zhu Shaowei. Since I, Shan Huagang, and Zhu Shaowei were reluctant to go out to perform, they pointed the finger at Sheng Jiaying.

Alas, poor Sheng Jiaying!

This class passed quickly, in fact, this time, the most unlucky person was not Sheng Jiaying, but Chen Shaoqing, who was called out nearly 5 times in a row! He performed all push-ups and singing. Girls, on the other hand, are a little more shy in this regard.

In short, this class is happy and only free!

If you want to fill in the question, just write it, and at that moment I was really sensible.

It was at that moment that I understood what happiness was. I remember when I was young, five or six years old. One rainy evening, my dad was going to take me for a walk. At first, I wanted to watch TV at home, but then I thought about the large and small pools on both sides of the road, and how fun it was to put a few feet on them in my rain boots and splash the water.

So he took his father's hand and went out. My father led me down the street, and the air was very fresh, and the breeze was blowing on the willow trees beside the street, and I felt very cool. Slowly I let go of my father's hand and ran on the water.

Slow down......The father who was left behind shouted. At this moment, my father's mobile phone rang, and the song "Two Butterflies" echoed in my ears, and my father just walked in place, still fiddling with the willow branches. I had to step around in the waterhole next to me.

Then I became bold and went a little further in, only to feel my right foot go deep and water poured into my shoe. I hurriedly retracted my feet and ran to my father's side in a few steps, only to feel my legs cold. I shouted

Father! Father! Dad said:

That's it. He put down his phone, crouched down and asked, "What's wrong?"

I asked my dad to look at my legs. "It's wet. Dad touched his hand and said.

I nodded, and told my dad how I felt. "Oh, my darling. It was a well, the water was going down, and your feet were in it, but luckily you didn't get washed into it.

Dad hugged me tighter as he spoke. I was so frightened that I threw myself into my father's arms. After a while, Dad let go and I said

Go home, don't catch a cold! I said, "Okay!

Dad picked me up on his back and held me by the legs. I put my arms around my dad's neck, it felt so warm, and my legs didn't seem to be wet. The wind was blowing, and my father carried me forward.

I hugged my dad tighter ......Oh, I get ......Happiness is a flame in winter, which makes you extremely warm; Happiness makes a ray of light in the darkness give you hope; Happiness is a stream in spring that makes the ice in your heart slowly melt ......

At that moment, I was stunned, or I was moved, and I could write it down.

Fang Haoran took a holiday, too much nonsense.