Class teacher, let me submit an essay on the understanding of learning of no less than 3000 words. Q

Our class is a perfect combination of competition, faith, friendship and dedication, an excellent collective, a warm home. There are 55 lovely children in this home. Each child represents a personality that is being promoted, and each personality is interpreting such a group of youthful children.

In this big family, there is a cruel beauty like competition. It is said that it is cruel because they chase after me in their studies, and no one refuses to fall behind, and no one refuses to admit defeat. You are excellent, I want to be better than you, you have learned so much, I want to learn more than you.

It is said to be beautiful because its process is warm and the results are enviable. In the competition, there is harmony, there are fierce discussions, patient explanations, experience exchanges, and common progress.

It is a group of enthusiastic but unassuming children, each with a compass of truth in their hearts, who hold fast to their convictions and are at the mercy of their hearts. They clearly know what they should do and what they should not do, and they are creating their own wonderful lives in obscurity, and they are also infecting the friends around them, adding a lot of warmth, happiness and joy to the lives of others. They are such a group of children who are cold on the surface, but passionate on the inside.

In this warm home, there will always be a landscape woven with friendship. In times of difficulty, their devotion to each other will move everyone who sees it, which is a kind of sincerity and friendliness from the bottom of their hearts, as well as their concern for friends. The 55 children feel happy to live in such a big family, and this family is warm, sweet and full of vitality because of these 55 children.

The 55 children who live with their hearts in the flower season have youthful faces and fairytale-like beautiful angel dreams, and they stand on the high posts of the new century, working hard, and moving forward to open up the future with youth and diligence. In a few years, they will take off their wings, fly to the sky of their lives with sincerity and hope, and add a little more holiness and beauty to the motherland.

The touching brought to everyone by these 55 children is silent and has not been seen for a long time. Let's not let those touches that we once thought would be forgotten in the process of remembering. Please pick up the long-lost touches in your hearts and give these 55 children the most sincere blessings!

A new semester started and I moved up to fifth grade. As soon as the school started, I knew that I was going to change a class teacher, a new teacher, what would she (he) look like?

The next morning, I ran to the school and walked to Class 5 (2) with excitement to see what was going on. Yes! It was Teacher Lu who came to teach us. I had seen her in the old campus, but I didn't know her very well, but I looked at her carefully and found that she was very "weird".

Mr. Lu was born with a "strange look"; She wore a floral dress; Her hair was short, slightly curly, with a hint of blonde hair looming inside. There is a wrinkle "engraved" on the forehead; The two eyebrows are naturally upturned; Her eyes are so small, but they reveal her shrewdness and sophistication; A round face, with cheeks on both sides protruding slightly. I thought to myself:

Why does Mr. Lu look so much like a foreigner? Was she fierce to her classmates?

When the class arrived, Mr. Lu briefly introduced himself, and then organized the students to distribute new books and textbooks. I found that Mr. Lu's gaze is quite amiable, but if it really sends **, it may make you daunting. Mr. Lu's mouth is not big, but the voice coming out of that mouth is humorous and philosophical, like a piece of iron and stone, which deeply attracts me.

Mr. Lu likes to laugh happily, his eyes narrowed into a line when he smiled, and there were a few more tail lines on the side of his mouth. It was this smile that made me feel the kind side of the teacher, and I also experienced the stern side of the teacher. As soon as the teacher came to the class, the teacher frowned and was angry with us for the first time, but I still liked her.

There is a "weird" teacher who looks like a foreigner in the class, and I really want to say to the naughty classmates in the class: Please don't make trouble again, don't make Teacher Lu angry again. We have to work hard with Mr. Lu to win glory for our class, okay?

A person, following the footsteps of the wind, chic—a lush forest, as if returning to a long, long time ago. I also smelled the freshness of the wood, seeped into my heart, and brewed a little bit. Gently open your eyes - wooden house.

It seems that a long time ago, dragonflies came to the water. How long? Well, about the time it takes to make a good jar of wine, and then put it in the cellar and let time kiss her forehead.

It's been so long.

Walking to the wooden house not far away, I don't know how to control my pace. Should you go slower? Maybe I can't, he's really appealing to me. So, just go faster? No, no. That's too unreserved, and it will ruin the beauty of the moment.

So, I don't know how to walk. Stupidly standing there. Listen to the sounds of nature, see the beauty of nature, and smell the fragrance of nature.

The heart is unconsciously opened. When I looked up again, I was in front of the wooden house. I don't know when I came here.

The sound of shoes clapping with wooden planks is crisp in the uninhabited bamboo forest. There is a kind of sweetness and satisfaction that has just eaten an egg roll. The walls are carved with the experience of the wooden house, which is surprisingly beautiful. Even the cracks exude charm.