How to write an essay on I Love My Class ? I m in the sixth grade I hope you will tell me.

I love my class. I have a cohesive class collective. Seventeen of us classmates are like brothers and sisters, living in this big family.

With happiness, we share it together; With pain, we bear it together. He bumped me in and said sorry; I stepped on his foot and he said it was okay. So, every time we compete, we can win the first place.

In the singing competition, we are the first; In the gymnastics competition, we are the first again; In the tug-of-war, we are still the first. Ah, I love my united class.

Mom and Dad were busy with work and didn't have time to spend with me all day, so they came to see me and left. I lay there alone. At this time, the classmates came, and the teachers came.

Those lovely smiling faces and cordial greetings converged into a warm stream in my heart. Ah, I love my warm class collective.

I have a progressive class collective. Every morning, we walked into the classroom with the morning glow and started the day's study. Under the guidance of the teacher, we learned astronomy and geography, Tang and Song poems, computer operation, and singing and dancing.

There are difficulties, and we overcome them together; With the results, we cheer together. We are a small boat on the sea, moving forward bravely against the waves. Ah, I love my endeavor class.

I am proud to live in this class.

It's good to write about your own class first.

In writing a few typical.

Conclusion I love my class.

I love my class. I am in class X at xx elementary school, and my class is a united collective. He has achieved good results in various competitions in the school.

My homeroom teacher is a good teacher who loves her students. Describe examples of how your teachers love their students. The daily learning of the students is taught seriously.

Students in the daily life of the care, etc., you play well.

In the third paragraph, students learn from each other. If Xiaohong in your class is sick, her tablemate, Xiaojiao, after school, will not have time to go home for dinner, so she will go to Buhong's house to make up for her. Wait.

At last. Both the teachers and the students in my class are like a family, and there is a warmth of home everywhere. I love my class.

You can thank your class for some group activities, some impressive things, write about the teacher, etc., as long as you don't go off topic.

Write about the contribution you made to the class, such as doing logistics for a sports day.

Write about what happened in your class recently.

Find interesting things from your own class to write about. I don't know about your class either.

Haven't we already written it?

It's simple3 start by describing your class, talk about the benefits of your class, then talk about the consequences of your role in it, and finally say why you love your class.

It's absolutely no problem to write about what the class looks like first, write about what happened in the class, and write about your feelings!

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Once, I was supposed to forget about my labor, and I was always nervous. So I answered the next morning and went very early, what I didn't expect was how clean the class was when I arrived at school, and the teacher came in the morning and praised me, I really didn't dare to be at that time, in fact, the person who should really be praised should not be me but the person who helped me work, and this person has been obscure until I went to ask which person left the latest that day, he said that he saw that Xiao A was still working very late, I finally knew who the person who helped me was, so I couldn't wait to thank him, but he said to me:" When everyone has difficulties, I should help him when I see them, and besides, the class is like our home, and we should go home with us to love our home.

I was ashamed to hear what he said.

The love between classmates is beautiful, and we should cherish this love. Love is to help each other, love is the most beautiful thing between people, I love my "home."

I love my class, I love my first and second class, we are a united and friendly class, and a warm family. The classmates are close-knit and helpful to each other, and the teachers are kind and kind. We had a wonderful time together.

This period of time, this feeling, will remain forever in our memories and become eternal.

Like my peers, the schoolbags of our students in Class 2 of the first year of junior high school are so heavy, full of textbooks, and full of parents' wishes. In the face of a strong fortress of martial arts - even Detective Hunter will be at a loss: math problems and "Zhihuye" who can't read it, and the history and geography that were not available in elementary school, hey, it's too difficult!

The students worked hard to overcome it with their best efforts. Early in the morning, the classroom has been immersed in the strong fragrance of books for a long time, and between classes, there are always students holding books and asking this and that sincerely. After the exam, those who get their wishes are not satisfied; Those who fall into Sun Mountain are not discouraged.

No one wants to get by in terms of knowledge.

Maybe because we are friends on the same front, we are very harmonious with each other, and understanding and friendship have always been the main theme of the class. I don't know which peer said: "No matter how big the wind and rain, let's walk through it together, remember that I am your forever friend."

More than 10 brooms are always not enough, my cleaning is done, let me help you! This is already familiar, and it is also the warmest words.

Just kidding, can always resolve the pressure of all aspects of our learning, our class seems to have a talent for humor, the classroom is the most active, this is the honorary title of the teacher of the whole department to our class, a naïve word often makes the hall laugh, but because of our activity also created a lot of trouble for the homeroom teacher, teacher, sorry! Our homeroom teacher is also the best, the best, treating us like his 65 children who will never grow up, talking and laughing!

We are a landscape, a landscape that may not be charming but cannot be copied, and we express beautiful youth with the most fiery hearts. Year 1 Class 2 is always moving forward, we are always running, climbing, moving towards the top of success, forward, and forward!

A successful collective is progressive, upward, and united, and for us, the class is such a warm collective. In school life, we have written a brilliant yesterday with hard work and sweat, and created a fruitful yesterday.

Today, Ban has grown from yesterday's sprout to a proud tree, and in the near future, it will also grow into a towering pillar. The splendor created by it and each of its members will belong to the glorious collective of Ban; will all belong to this glorious collective.

Pigs, I can't even write this.

I love my class because I am one of them, there are excellent teachers and lovely classmates, we are a family that loves each other! Forever Warm Home School is the first small society we enter, and the class is our second home. I love my "home", my teachers, my classmates and me.

Home is synonymous with warmth, home is a harbor that can shelter in the wind and rain, in this family, we have so many good fathers, good mothers, so many lovely brothers and sisters, so harmonious. There are occasional conflicts between parents and children, especially those naughty children, who always make parents unhappy and worried, but parents will always have such a magical power to resolve everything. The contradictions between the children are not overnight, everyone laughs, shakes hands, and is always a good playmate.

Any fame and fortune will not exist in our home, but the competition in learning is extremely fierce, you must know that our goal is a civilized class, so we will do our best for a competition or exam in the school, 61 positive, strong sense of honor heart is closely linked, invincible, invincible.

When you walk into our class, you will feel at home, and the faces here are so kind. There is no perfect person in this family, but there are people with good hearts. Tell you, this is a place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Let's talk about our squad leader, he leads by example everywhere, he is extremely good, and it is really a pleasure to read his words; The study committee of our class is among the best in all the homework; Her essays are even better, and they will definitely make readers feel like they are in a dreamland......Look at the teachers again, the Chinese teacher is kind and persuasive, the math teacher is square and simple, and the English teacher is kind and ......The students have their own talents, and the teachers have their own strengths, which form our common family.

I love my class because she brings me so many fond memories. It was she who accompanied me to learn and grow up. She is like a warm home.

I love my class because I am one of them, there are excellent teachers and lovely classmates, we are a family that loves each other! Forever warm home.

In our student days, on this long and colorful journey, we laughed, saddened, had successes, failures and losses......And what accompanies us through all this is our class collective, the class we get along with day and night. When we achieve the fruits of success, it is the class that shares the joy of success with us. When we are sad and lost, it is the class that brings us comfort and inspires us to regain our faith.

When we are sick, it is everyone in the class who cares for us and gives us warmth in our hearts. A warm class collective, how much like our second family!

Those of us from all over the world have formed a new class group - the first (9th) class of junior high school. With 80 members in this collective, we walked hand in hand through the life of junior high school for nearly a year.

In the year we have been together, there are a lot of colorful and interesting things, and every minute is so fulfilling and happy.

I remember that on the eve of the preliminaries of the choir competition, the students came to school early every morning, and the melodious and cheerful singing voice fluttered out from the window of the 9th class of the first year of junior high school. After the painstaking rehearsals and exercises of the whole class, it finally ushered in the moment of raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while. During the competition, the students followed the "class style" of our class 9 - look up, hold your chest high, and smile.

This is an expression of self-confidence, upwardness, and optimism. We all looked at the conductor in unison, and we all put in 120 percent seriousness. We sent a confident smile and a cheerful singing voice to the judges and the audience in front of us.

When the last note ended, we were greeted by the applause of the audience, and a sense of pride in the class welled up in our hearts, which was more fascinating than any joy. Later, our class entered the finals with the first place in the class. In the midst of the joyful celebrations, I understood that as long as everyone dedicates their enthusiasm and efforts, the whole group will be the best.

Ah, our class collective, you make every member feel your light and heat, and feel what is proud!

When our class was in the gymnastics competition, our classmates were so excited that they couldn't express themselves, and when they saw their classmates, they excitedly and proudly "declared": "I am from the first (9th) class of junior high school!" "I'm in the first (9th) class of junior high school! ”

When our class has achieved glory, the whole class will feel proud, how precious and proud this feeling is!

When the flu whirlwind swept through our class, many of our classmates fell ill. Everyone asked and greeted with concern, who did not come today, and who was sick again. A short greeting, but like a spring breeze blowing through my heart.

Class collective, how warm you are, make people feel in a big family!

I love my class, you accompany me through the day, you teach me what collective pride is. In front of us is a more colorful and intense 2-year junior high school career, and our class will accompany us through the long-awaited future!