The campus left me a song essay how to write

Ah, dear alma mater, an unforgettable alma mater!

You are the cradle of my growth and the treasure house of wisdom that enlightens me!

When I first stepped through the school gates, I was very curious and excited.

Here, there are students who study hard, there are hard-working students, and of course, it is inevitable.

A teacher who is immersed in the class.

We are different now.

It's not a naughty child, it's not a mischievous little naughty.

Why is that?

Is it the difference of the times?

Is it the difference in technology?

No, no, neither.

It is a serious and careful teacher, a reasonable teacher, and a teacher who is kind and comforting, and has changed our destiny.

What is a teacher like?

The teacher is like a red candle, illuminating the path of knowledge.

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like spring rain, sprinkling bits and pieces of knowledge in our hearts.

What is a teacher like?

The teacher is like a gardener, who cultivates the young self into a large number who knows how to know.

What is a teacher like?

The teacher is like a golden key that leads the ignorant into the treasure house of knowledge.

What is a teacher like?

Teachers are like our mothers, who accompany us every day and tell us some rich and colorful knowledge.

Teachers are hard, they work silently.

There was never a trace of complaining, never a single complaint.

Ah, my dear campus!

I love you - listen to me, I've got perfect marks for my writing! And when I was a child, I was a brigade cadre! ）

Write about your life on campus on pinch.

It should be easy to write.

Spring is a wonderful, warm day.

Let people have happy emotions.

In the warm, happy and happy campus, people live a very happy holiday, go to school happily every day, and go to and from school happily.

Combined with the characteristics of their own campus,

The campus left me a song, a crisp and melodious song.

When class started, the math teacher walked into the teacher, and the sound of "tata" sounded under his feet, as if to sound the alarm bell for us - today is the analysis of test papers.

Results are now available! "The male teacher's deep tenor voice made me shiver.

1st place ......2nd place ......Third place ......

Hey? I felt like I heard a familiar name......Yes! Isn't that me? Am I actually number three? You know, I'm the worst subject in math!

When the teacher repeated my name three times, I was sure it was me. I trotted up to the podium, and a bright red 90 came into my eyes, and I was so excited that I almost always jumped back to my seat.

I looked at my exam papers with satisfaction, like a famous painting......

Hey? I seem to have made a mistake in this question, and the teacher doesn't seem to see ......

Now I'm worried, should I tell the teacher, or stay silent? ......This question has been bothering me all day.

After school, I picked up my schoolbag and was about to go home, when I accidentally found a line of bright words hanging on the back wall of the classroom: Honesty and trustworthiness. I lowered my head and walked out of the classroom.

The sky is gray, my mood is also gray, and on the road, I think about this problem all the time. What to do? If I tell the teacher, I won't get 90 points, and if I keep silent, I'll lose my integrity again.

But I really couldn't ignore those four big words, so I decided to "make the truth public".

The next day, I took my exam papers and walked to the office, but my feet seemed to be handcuffed, and I couldn't sell my steps, and I don't know how long it took me to open the office door.

The math teacher was sitting quietly in his seat.

Teacher ......This question ......I was wrong......"I finally got ...... out of my mouth

Oh? Is it? The teacher smiled, "Then this point should be given to you."

Why? "Because of your integrity! The teacher became serious, "You know, this is just a small thing, there will be bigger and more things waiting for you in the future, you should be honest with ......."”

I walked out of the teacher's office, and my heart was extremely excited, and the teacher's words kept lingering in my ears, and I couldn't get rid of them.

During the National Day holiday, the school held its annual autumn sports meeting as usual.

As soon as you enter the school gate, the campus is full of laughter. Everyone gathered in twos and threes, happily discussing. What projects will be carried out and who will be the stars of these projects?

The Year 8 students are still reminiscing about the laughter of the previous sports day; The eyes of the seventh graders were full of curiosity.

The students participating in the competition were excited and excited to prepare. I was one of them, and my heart was "fluffy", like a small drum beating. I tried to keep my nervousness under control and keep the smile on my face all the time, but I kept thinking:

I have to get first place so I can bring glory to my class. The other students on the cheerleading team were no exception, shouting loud slogans and using their smiles to relieve the tension of the athletes and cheer for the athletes on the other.

The Games officially began, and the first sport I participated in was the long jump, and when I came to the bunker, we played in order according to the referee's arrangement. One of my classmates in front of me imitated the male protagonist in the TV series and said to himself: "Believe in yourself, you can do it."

His serious look made me laugh. But he turned to me and said, "It's inspirational, you know?"

This reminds me how to realize my potential. Just when I was thinking, he began to run, jump, take off, a non-standard flying movement, and ended up lying in the bunker in a ** posture. Let the onlookers laugh, boo, resound.

After participating in the long jump competition, a prompt came from the radio: "Next is the men's 1000 long-distance run, please get ready." "This is the highlight of the Games.

Several of the best long-distance runners in our class signed up. With a very high hope of finishing first, I hurried to the sidelines**. "Please take your seats and get ready.

The referee then pulled the starting gun. With the sound of gunshots, I saw the players rushing towards the finish line like arrows from the string. After a few laps, the runner in our class had already thrown the other runners off a lot, but just then the unthinkable happened, and he suddenly stopped.

He began to walk slowly, with a spring breeze on his face, as if he fantasized about receiving the award. One more lap! The onlookers shouted anxiously.

He shook violently, woke up from his dream, and hurried forward. It was too late, and he ended the race in third place. Faced with the disappointed gazes of the class, he smiled awkwardly.

The sports meeting was going on, and the scenes that made people laugh continued to be staged. There is forge ahead in laughter, solidarity and mutual assistance in laughter, and courageous struggle in laughter. Laughter filled the entire campus.