Teacher Yu Yi said that "people have souls, and teachers have teachers' souls". Motto is the soul of a school, the accumulation of school history and culture, the concentrated expression of school-running ideas formed in the long-term school-running process, and the core content of campus culture. The school has ushered in another new period of development. The wise decision of school leaders to "let education go to heaven and let teachers and students stand firm" has driven all our teachers and students and the school to further improve their professional, educational and teaching levels.
First of all, the school motto eased my bad habit of laziness.
I have been a lazy child since kindergarten. I don't want to get up, go to school, even get dressed or eat. Every time I see someone in a hurry somewhere, I think: What's the hurry? Why not slow down! Be careful. If you run too fast, you will fall down. . . Such negative thoughts indulge my bad habit of laziness. Stepping into primary school, the school motto on the bulletin board made my eyes shine: "Let education go to heaven and let teachers and students stand tall." From the moment I saw this school motto, I stipulated to myself: "Don't be lazy, do it with your heart". Whenever I do my homework carelessly, I criticize myself: "How did you write it?" ! I just make it a rule for myself that everything should be done with heart. Why did I get into the old habit again? How can you stand like this! " ; Whenever I am too lazy to do the exercises assigned by my teacher in physical education class, I will think, "Didn't you make yourself a rule not to be lazy? If you want to stand tall, you have to work hard! What are you doing this for? . . "I can't let myself think any more. I ran outside and carefully reviewed my radio practice. . . In short, if I am lazy again, I will not indulge myself until the "slacker" leaves me completely.
Second, the school motto has turned me into an optimistic child.
It's the final exam again, because I did well in the last exam, so I'm a little carried away. Even the most basic "review before the exam" is not done well. The day of the exam has finally come. I finished the test paper with confidence and handed it in hopefully. After a few days of "suffering", I skipped classes and went to school, but my exam results-you know, were terrible. . . I am sad. When I walked out of the school gate, I inadvertently glanced at the bulletin board, and that school motto came into view again: "Let education go to heaven and let teachers and students stand tall." I thought to myself, "I can't give up when I encounter such a small setback!" " Didn't you just fail the exam? Never mind, keep working hard next time and start again! You should be a student who stands tall! "After the exam, I have never been so sad as that time, because I can't be too pessimistic. I want to think about everything in an optimistic direction!
The school motto inspires me to grow and guides my future direction. School motto, you changed me!
Junior high school composition semi-propositional composition 500-word composition My story and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The story of me and this book
"Ding Lingling!" After class * * * rang, I picked up my schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom quickly, flying home like a bird. I finally borrowed his new book from my classmate today. I will enjoy it when I get home!
As soon as I entered the house, I quickly kicked off my shoes, threw my schoolbag on the sofa, plunged into my new book and swam happily. Time flies in my ear, I didn't notice it. "Hao Yuan, what are you doing hiding in the room? I have called you several times! Come out to eat! " My mother's voice startled me. I broke free from the tense plot in the book and turned to see my mother standing behind me: "I am reading!" " So you can eat it soon? Read one more page, and after reading this plot, I'll come! ""You are a bookworm. Look at it again and you will be nearsighted! Eat it now! "My mother looked at me as if I were addicted to books. I had to reluctantly "kiss goodbye" to the book and reluctantly walked out of the room.
It's not obvious, so I must do it in the dark. After dinner, I took out my exercise book and Chinese book, pretended to do my homework, and then hid the book in the drawer. I secretly took it out while my mother was away. "Everything is ready, baby book, I'm coming!" I muttered, quietly opened the book. "hey!" The door of the room was pushed open, no, mom is coming! I was scared to death. I quickly stuffed the book into the drawer, grabbed the pen in my right hand like a whirlwind, and pretended to work hard in the exercise book. Mother saw me doing my homework and left with satisfaction. I picked up the book again and read it with relish. ...
Last week, the school organized a reading activity of "Good books grow with me". I invited my mother to study with me and dragged her into the "thief boat". Now, my mother has also become a "bookworm" and will never object to my reading extra-curricular books.
The story composition of my classmates and I is more than 500 words.
I hope I can help you and adopt it.
The story of me and my classmates.
I have a classmate named Cheng Peng. We once ate a pair of good friends, but the final contradiction tore our friendship apart.
At the end of an English class, the English teacher handed out English test papers for us to correct. The teacher Cheng Peng sitting behind me came to talk to Xu Jiayou about my jokes, such as they called me koala duck eggs. I just can't help it. Cheng Peng saw me like this, but continued to speak ill of me with Xu Jiayou, still smiling. I put his pencil case on the ground in a fit of pique. Not to be outdone, Cheng Peng rushed up and dragged my book to the ground. A "great war" began in this way.
We are both very angry. You punched me to get me up, and the English teacher and the classmates next to me came to stop the fight, but we still wrestled stubbornly. Seeing that the situation was not good, several students called Mr. Zhang, the head teacher, and we were still playing until Mr. Zhang pulled us away. I cut Cheng Peng's face with a knife, and his glasses fell to the ground. Fortunately, they are not broken, but I am not hurt. Teacher Zhang asked the students who would start first. Some students stood on my side, others stood on his side, and then rushed to tell Mr. Zhang why. Teacher Zhang criticized both of us in turn, and we were both at fault.
When I got home, I felt it was my fault. I shouldn't hurt Cheng Peng, so I plan to buy some food for Cheng Peng. The next day, I gave the snacks to Cheng Peng and said I was sorry. Nothing seems to have happened in Cheng Peng. He smiled and said to me, "It doesn't matter, we are still good friends."
Through this incident, I understand that people should be generous and not stingy, so as to make more friends.
I have a very good classmate-Chen Yipeng. Whenever I have a math problem that I can't do, he always helps me patiently until I understand it.
I remember once, I got more than 70 points in the math exam. Teacher Gu said that our class didn't do well in the math exam. Let's correct it ourselves. I quickly corrected it, except for one topic. Just when I was puzzled, Chen Yipeng came up and said, "Zhao Weiqiang, can't you correct it?"? Do you want me to teach you? " There is sincerity in the tone. "Thank you for your kindness, I will correct it myself!" I said angrily, revealing that I was angry with myself! "Oh, then I want to see if you have this ability?" After 30 minutes, I couldn't help sweating, but the math problem was still unsolved. At this point, Chen Yipeng swaggering came along. "Have you worked it out?" "Quick, it's almost solved." "Let me see." "Oh, Zhao Weiqiang, I don't know, I said I know. I really want to save face. I'll teach you, first ... then ... and finally ... you see this topic is so simple. " My brain suddenly opened. "If you have no problem, come to me next time. We are good friends! "
When Teacher Gu asked me this question, I answered it fluently. Teacher Gu gave a thumbs-up sign. After class, I ran to Chen Yipeng's desk and thanked him. But he said, "It's right to help others."
This is my classmate Chen Yipeng, and I will never forget him.
Three-year composition encyclopedia 500 words: the story of me and classical masterpieces.
I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because that is the world of poetry.
"The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberry branches here are bent like moss."
Countless dreams and fantasies. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty, I can go, but let me raise a white deer on my green slope and ride to you, Dashan, when Li Taibai and I need you. I can walk into the world side by side with him, study poetics and be free. I chant that heroic poem with him every day, "Look how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return". He and I drank alone in the flowers and danced swords in the moonlight. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because it belongs to the sacred palace of poetry. Taibai Xiukou spits out half a prosperous Tang Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty, I could get in touch with Chen Ziang, who sang, "Where were those lost times before me?"? Behind me, are the future generations? " Feel his sadness and anger. I can contact Wang Bo, who often says, "Where is the ribbon in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the threshold. "Feel his talent. I feel proud and frivolous to be exposed to talents who have graduated from junior college. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty and in the world of poetry.
"The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day, both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever. "
Living in the Tang Dynasty, you can appreciate the stunning beauty of Yang Guifei, feel the infatuation of Tang Xuanzong and feel the lingering sadness. The blood splashed under the ponytail slope exudes desolation. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because I want to appreciate the feelings, tolerance and rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty. Legend has it that the Tang Dynasty was magnificent and full of great power. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, a picturesque world. "Chang' an looks back at the embroidered pile, and the top of the mountain is open. "Riding only for my concubine;" An egret, Yingying, Natsume and Oriole are flying in the quiet swamp. "The Tang Dynasty in Wang Wei's eyes is so beautiful that I am fascinated. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, and accompany Wang Wei to see clouds rolling and clouds relaxing every day, the bright moon on the pine tree and the clear spring on the rock.
"This is a good refuge for all the poor people in the world."
I want to live in the Tang Dynasty built by poetry. The trampling of An Shi Rebellion made me feel Du Fu's grief and indignation. When he heard that Henan and Hebei were recovered and sang "On a green spring day, I began to go home", I felt his carnival. I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, appreciate the voices of a group of patriots, listen to the horn of the Tang Dynasty, and appreciate the tragic turn from prosperity to decline. No one mourned for Du Fu, and no one mourned for him. I want to stay with him and express my patriotic feelings with his poems and talents.
I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, whether in its heyday or in its decline, it is a poetic world, full of poetry. The picturesque countryside has become a poetic realm in Wang Wei's hands, and the heroic feeling has become an eternal feeling when it is spit out in Taibai's mouth. The bloody war showed its situation under the expression of poetry. Tang Dynasty, a dynasty of poetry.
I want to live in the Tang Dynasty, because it is a world of poetry, with emotions buried for thousands of years.
Write a 500-word composition about the school story.
Miss chun is here. She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm wind, rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.
Miss chun is here. She sent away the cold air in winter and walked into our campus with warm wind, rain and sunshine. With her dexterous hands, she decorated the campus like a paradise, which was beautiful.
The grass on the playground, nourished by the spring breeze and drizzle, raised its childish little head and greeted with a smile: "Aunt Spring is good, Sister Chunyu and Spring Breeze are good!" " "The sound of reading came from the classroom, accompanied by continuous drizzle, which made people feel particularly comfortable.
At noon, Grandfather Sun sprinkled warm sunshine on the earth and mapped the school garden community into a kingdom of heaven, which was very beautiful. Set off the luxurious school science building next to it like a palace in the sky. Look, butterflies are flying in the bushes in Qi Fei, and groups of dragonflies are competing in the air like aeroplane stunts. Listen, "Haw", who is calling? Oh, it's a group of lively and clever birds, singing in the long jump and competing in the big tree that bid farewell to hibernation and grew small buds. After school, the students strolled in this environment with flowers and birds, enjoying the warm sunshine. In front of the teaching building, some students have taken off their thick clothes and started to play sandbags.
In the evening, the sound of reading on campus, the spring breeze blowing on the face and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers are intoxicating. Hundreds of swallows lined up neatly on the cable, as if holding a swearing-in meeting for the mosquito fighting. The small trees on the roadside, holding the gifts given to him by the spring rain, miss the time when they met the sun during the day and thrive in the night fog. The spring breeze caresses the flowers. The flowers got carried away with joy and danced the soft waltz "Song of Spring Breeze", which was extremely beautiful. The princess star in the sky flashed her little eyes as if to ask, "Are they having a party? Why don't you invite me? "
Ah! Campus spring scenery, what a beautiful and charming landscape animation!
Theme: The school and I grew up together, and I added luster to the school with more than 500 words.
Work hard, friends.
-Speech at the Commemorative 12.9 Movement Conference
Hello, teachers and classmates
Today, the "December 29th" speech contest was held, and young people gathered together and were full of vigor and vitality. What a lively party this is! The speech contest commemorating "1February 29th" has been held in schools more than once. I didn't attend the last few times, so I'm very excited to attend today. The theme of my speech is hard work (friends)
The train of history, bearing the honor and disgrace of the past, entered the new century with deep thinking.
The twentieth century is like a song, with high notes and low notes; The twentieth century is like a road, flat and bumpy; The twentieth century, bathed in the light of science, longs for fresh air; The 20th century experienced the baptism of war and called for an olive branch of peace. The twentieth century recorded the humiliation and blood and tears of the Chinese nation, the struggle and struggle of the Chinese nation, and the revival and rise of the Chinese nation.
Looking back at the twentieth century, we see that the invaders trampled on my beautiful mountains and rivers; The devil's plane once raged over China; Those shining bayonets once stabbed my brother ... We have tears on our faces, blood in our hearts, anger and shame.
Dear friends, when the wheel of time is rolling in today's 2 1 century, when the calendar impressively shows 65438+February 9th, I believe that as a young person, no one will forget this day.1February 9th.
1February 9th, an ordinary but extraordinary day that goes back in time and can be traced back to 1935, the sun is still lazy, the winter is still bitter, but the air is flowing rapidly, because an earth-shattering event happened in the historical capital of Beiping-slogans against surrender and oppression were hung everywhere, and fluttering pieces of paper and dancing flags were everywhere. Roaring slogans are everywhere, and hot-blooded young people are everywhere. On this day, white clouds are surging, the sea is roaring, the Yellow River and the Yangtze River are roaring, and the land of China is shaking, because an unyielding nation is awakening. A troubled country is struggling.
We will never forget this day, this day 69 years ago: we will never forget, and we will never forget those young people who shouted slogans and distributed leaflets under the terror of the enemy, who did not hesitate to throw their heads and shed their blood, respectable and lovely young people.
It was they who, at the critical moment of the country's survival, raised their arms and shouted loudly to urge the reactionaries to compromise.
It is they who shed their blood in the unscathed national life and death, which prompted the national awakening.
They, respectable and lovely young people, showed their passion and passion with practical actions and interpreted the meaning of youth with fearless courage.
We will never forget them, those respectable and lovely young people, who are the saviors of the nation and the pioneers of the Chinese nation.
Then, my friends, when we are young and frivolous, what actions should we take to interpret the meaning of youth? How should middle school students in China show their youthful grace under the peace of 2 1 century?
In this regard, I just want to say two words "difficult"
Maybe we will disdainfully say,' Now is a peaceful time, there is no need to work hard all day to make great contributions, because it will make us very tired.
Maybe we will say plaintively, "Life is short, and there can be several youths in life. Why should our great youth become so monotonous? "
Yes! Life is short, but there is only one life. Why is youth short? Why do you have to work hard and work hard all day to achieve your goal?
But, my friends, do we really want this great youth to flow away in vain?
Do we really hope that when we get old, we can only see the monotonous, bitter and meaningless youth when we look back at the album of youth?
Do we really want to spend our youth happily but mediocre, and then spend the rest of our lives mediocre?
No, I believe that every sensible and passionate young middle school student will hope to be mediocre all his life. We are all eager to realize our ideals and shine in youth.
So, my friends, work hard while we are still young.
Youth is capital, youth is ability, and youth is everything.
Friends, don't hesitate too much, don't hesitate too much, don't slow down our young steps, and move forward bravely and seriously, because the convenience before us is vast.
Friends, work hard, while we are still young, the world belongs to us and the future belongs to us.
//blog. 163/ Wang Yulin _ CQ @ 126/blog/ static
& My Story > A 500-word composition about campus.
There are no tall buildings and beautiful gardens in our school. However, there are such charming scenery. In spring, Miss Chun came quietly. Green pine trees spit out new leaves like needles, light green and light green. Under the breeze, it shook the branches, as if nodding and smiling at people, and the flowers around the cedar bloomed. The most attractive is the Chinese rose, some are full of flowers and bones, some are full as if they are about to burst, and some have a pink smiling face. When you come to it, there will be a fragrant smell. The bee girl is busy collecting honey, sometimes dancing in the jungle of flowers and trees; Keep humming, as if to say to people, "there is a lot of honey to eat this year." A row of drainage fir trees in front of the classroom have woken up, stretched themselves and started to work. With the help of Miss Chun, new green leaves are exposed. The new leaves are flourishing day by day, ushered in the summer, and the cedar is already flourishing, which looks like a big umbrella from a distance. In hot weather, cedar is like an electric umbrella. The students sat under the tree to enjoy the cool. Some are playing, others are jumping rubber bands. Both sides of cedar are boxwood, just like a green belt wrapped around cedar. In autumn, the leaves began to fall off gradually, but it ushered in the harvest season. Persimmons are hung on the persimmon tree in front of the classroom, just like small red lanterns, which bend the branches. How comfortable the students are eating this sweet and delicious persimmon! Grandpa Qiu left quietly, and Grandpa Han came again. After a heavy snow, when you walk into the campus, you will be confused by the scenery in front of you: the playground is white, the flowers and trees are white, and the house is white. How beautiful! The heavy snow covered the whole campus with white clothes. The students came to school to have a snowball fight and played, and we forgot everything. At this time, the head is covered with snow. Campus has brought us joy, I love our school, I love the beautiful scenery there, I love selfless dedication!
My school composition exceeds 500 words.
Our school is very beautiful. Whenever I walk into this lovely school, it makes me feel refreshed and relaxed.
In spring, our campus is full of flowers, bees are busy picking honey, and butterflies join in the fun, not to mention the birds singing and twittering, so happy! Grass crawled out of the soil, looking at this strange world, the earth seemed soft and the students were playing on it. There are still catkins in the campus in spring. The naughty little seed fell on the students' faces, which made them laugh.
In summer, the wind is very hot, and the students' faces are hot and hot, as hot as a stove. The playground seems to be cracked, and cicadas call in the tree, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot." The grass was too hot to lift its head and the flowers faded. They all hope for a heavy rain. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering and it began to rain cats and dogs. Wash everything on the playground, the trees are greener, the flowers are redder and the grass is more energetic.
In autumn, there are yellow leaves everywhere in the school. Now there are only a few branches left on the lush tree. They are not happy. The tender skin of the grass has turned yellow. It seems that there are fallen leaves on campus, and it seems that ships are sailing and butterflies are flying. How beautiful!
In winter, the school becomes a white world wrapped in silver. The snow on the branches dressed the branches as silver bars, and the whole tree looked like a fairy dancing. The playground has been watered into a skating rink, and students can also play on it.
School is the world where we study and the paradise where we grow up. I love my school.
At the school gate, there is a publicity window on the left, which records the situation of the school and some excellent teachers. On the right are seven gold-plated characters pasted on scarlet granite. Shining in the sun, very dazzling. According to the teacher, it was written by the famous calligrapher Qi Gong. Walking into the school, there are four big trees on each side, guarding our school like soldiers. There are two publicity windows in the middle, one is for the teacher, and the other is for the flowing red flag of the weekly competition in each class.
The story of me and the book (500-word composition)
The story of me and this book
I love books, but I love reading more.
Maybe you're thinking, what's the point of reading? Not like watching TV and playing computer! However, books can write emotions, but TV can't. It is precisely because the book is beautiful, with characters and feelings that I often "hold" it and forget the time at a glance.
Once when I got home, I began to do my homework in a hurry, because I had an English class that night. As I wrote, my eyes "ran away" and stared at the book I didn't finish reading yesterday. As a result, my hands got out of hand and I couldn't help but take the book down and read it "disobediently". Looking at it, I was attracted by the lifelike characters, "possessed" and didn't even look at the watch at hand. It was not until my mother came back and told me to "wake up" that I glanced at my watch: Oh, my God! There are still 20 minutes before class, and I haven't packed yet! I packed at superhuman speed when I was in a hurry, but I was still a few minutes late.
How's it going? Awesome! Reading can forget the time. Yes, who can resist this temptation? Fascinating headlines, colorful content, gorgeous and beautiful words ... It's really like a hungry person seeing a good meal, and that kind of longing for reading can bring us into the vast world, let us see the true meaning of the world, and let the poor get a spiritual wealth!
The benefits of reading are endless. Do you still have the game machine in your hand? Are you still watching those childish cartoons? Are you still sitting around somewhere? Pick up a book, it can make the blind see the light, it can make the fool smart, it can make you open your heart!
Read, read, read!