Once, the teacher asked us to go out for free activities, and the students flocked out. We had a good time. But when we walked to the door of our class again, she suddenly stopped. I followed her eyes and saw that the classroom was a mess, and there were many pieces of paper left by my classmates on the ground. After reading it, my good friend thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they were in a hurry to go out to play and didn't have time to clean up. Let's clean up! " "Say that finish, pull me to clean the classroom. We are busy sweeping the floor, setting the small table and cleaning the blackboard. After a while, I finally finished cleaning. My good friend put the garbage in a bag and walked out of the classroom with me, closed the door and threw it away. She ran so fast that she accidentally fell down. I saw her standing up from a distance with a painful expression on her face, rubbing her knees and insisting on throwing away the garbage before coming back to play with everyone.
My good friend not only loves the league, but also learns to help me. I remember once, when I was doing my math exercise book, I came across several application problems. I couldn't think of them for a long time, so I asked her, and she said, "You can't do this, can you?" I said, "No questions, no problems." Xx said, "What? I can't even answer the questions. How did this happen? Don't you want to use your head? Or you don't want to do it at all? " I said, "No, I really don't. I don't want to use my head. I don't want to do math problems, but I can't." Shu Qi said, "Really?" I said, "Really," Shu Qi said, "Well, I'll teach you. After that, she explained the math problems to me seriously, but I still don't understand a few questions. Xx taught me again and again until I understood all the problems. After I finished, she told me seriously that you must listen to the teacher carefully in the next class. I said to xx, "Thank you!" Xx said, "No, friends should help each other.
This is my good friend, a girl who loves groups and is helpful.
2. Writing is an unforgettable lesson. The topic is self-made, and the environment is used to describe hello. I am Yongjun 2 133035. I hope my answer will satisfy you, and I wish you a happy family and smooth work.
The classroom is where we learn knowledge. It witnessed our knowledge and student days. When I mention the classroom, I will think of the most unforgettable lesson. It was a summer, it was raining and dark clouds filled the sky. Although it is raining, it is summer after all, and it is still very stuffy and hot.
This is the last class in the morning. I always thought it was afternoon because of the weather. I'm hungry. I don't even want to study. My soul has left the classroom, slowly fled the campus, came to my restaurant at a speed of 800 miles, and smelled the fragrance of the food ... "Wu Haoran, what do you think of this problem?"
The cry of the math teacher forced my soul to crash into my body at superluminal speed. I stood up slowly and said falteringly, "Oh … Oh …" The teacher said that question! I broke out in a cold sweat, eagerly turned over the successful training plan, and then looked at the blackboard-well, clean! Either the teacher is lazy or the student on duty is too diligent! I looked at the teacher again, trying to get an answer from it. No, no, no ... The teacher watched me stay there and couldn't say it for a long time, thinking that I was distracted. My heart lifted.
"It's over, it's over, it's a disaster!" I dare not think, waiting for the teacher's next "action". Unexpectedly, contrary to the usual style of "learning from the past", the teacher only said faintly: "Don't be distracted in the future and listen carefully!" Then let me sit down.
I was stunned. This short sentence shocked me. This sentence is more useful than hitting me and scolding me. I woke up and never went far. This short class, a short sentence, let me never forget.
3. Before the composition class (environmental description) "Yi Xue! Get up! " My sister shouted angrily, "I've been calling you for five minutes, why don't you get up?" I opened my sleepy eyes, looked at my sister and said, "Sister, why are you dressed so strangely?" ? With an oxygen tank on your back, where are you going to play? ""what acting is not acting! "Sister doesn't seem to know what I'm talking about.
"Yi Xue! Hurry up! " Mom appeared, dressed like her sister! They also forced me to wear the same clothes, which made me laugh and cry. What's going on here? In the street, my laughter turned into a great surprise.
The trees, flowers and grass in the street are gone! Everywhere is barren! Really? I must be dazzled. Let me rub my eyes. Everything is the same! When I arrived at school, the course became a "danger course" and a "self-protection course" ... In class, the teacher asked us to ask questions, and I stood up and went straight to the subject: "Teacher, why are all the plants, that is, trees, grass and flowers, gone?" "Tree? Grass? Flowers? " The teacher yelled at me, "That's what people think!" Imagine? Are you kidding? Oh, my God! The world is in chaos! After school, I hid in my "secret planting area" with the last glimmer of hope.
I was surprised to find that the flowers and plants I planted were still there, and they also spoke: "Alas, we finally look forward to you. We thought you didn't want us! " ! Here's the thing. Two days ago, our factory held a' World Plant Seminar'.
99.99% plants decided to move away from the earth because they were dissatisfied with all kinds of deforestation by human beings. Before we left, we hypnotized people and made them forget our existence.
As for us, you are very kind to us. Why are we leaving? "They also said and blinked naughtily." Are there other plants on the earth besides you? Can you contact them? "I asked eagerly.
"No problem, shall we ask them to inform the host and meet here at two o'clock in the afternoon?" "good!" I am ecstatic. In the afternoon, I arrived on time and found the children all here.
The owner of our factory held a meeting and made a plan. Then, we left the city and went to a place full of loess piles and planted our own plants.
It has been three years since we went to Qiu Lai in the spring, and our "secret base" has become beautiful again. However, there is no airtight wall in the world.
Our castle peak was discovered by scientists. They want to dig up all our plants for research. We cried and struggled to resist, but we were still children, so our mountain was deserted again ... "Xia Yi Xue, get up! If you don't get up and go to school, you will.
4. Life is a description of the classroom (education) environment. Don't be lyrical. Don't come into the classroom unless you are sincere. Must the first class be tangible? My answer is: not necessarily. My class is life, and I have learned a lot here. Butterfly is my teacher in this class. It taught me to "choose success even if the process of success is painful, because the end of pain is a rainbow." Therefore, whenever I suffer from success, I tell myself again and again: "After the pain, there will be a rainbow ..." It teaches me that "although the result is turned to dust, it is also good, because we have cultivated the next generation, and we have declared our value to the world with actions. Although we are not outstanding, it is enough. " Therefore, whenever I go to any activity, I will choose selfless dedication. In this class, Chrysanthemum is my teacher. It teaches me, "I chose the lonely and haggard autumn. Who will have time to take care of our faces? Only in autumn can I get people's appreciation and praise. Although the environment is bad, I have no regrets. " It was the chrysanthemum that taught me "think more and your life will be full of gorgeous flowers." In this class, disaster is my teacher. It taught me that "disaster is what a person needs most in his life. Only when he is accompanied by it on the road of life can he make a difference ... I can't face making a fool of myself in the face of setbacks.
Using environmental description, character profile writing 400 words There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, the sun is shining overhead, and all the trees are listless and lazily standing there.
The weather is sultry and there is no wind at all. The thick air seems to have solidified.
The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.
Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.
That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.
I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!
The willow trees in the street look ill, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. The street was so white that the vendors were afraid to shout, and the plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seemed to be sunburned.
6. Extract the description of the environment. In spring, trees grow new branches and green leaves.
The snow on the top of the mountain melted, and the snow water merged into a stream and flowed. In summer, trees grow luxuriantly, and dense layers of branches and leaves seal the forest tightly, blocking people's sight and covering the blue sky.
In the morning, the fog rose from the valley, and the whole forest was immersed in milky fog. The sun came out, and thousands of golden rays passed through the treetops like swords and shone on the grass in front of the workers' dormitory.
There are all kinds of wild flowers in full bloom on the grass, including red, white, yellow and purple, which really looks like a beautiful big flower bed. In autumn, the leaves of birch and oak turn yellow, the leaves of maple are as red as fire, and the pine and cypress look greener.
Autumn wind is blowing, and fallen leaves are dancing in the forest. In winter, snowflakes fly in the air.
The trees are covered with snow, and the snow on the ground is thick, loose and soft, often reaching the knees. The northwest wind roared through the treetops.
The black bear had to hide in the big tree hole.
7. Find the teacher's environmental description to describe the teacher's good sentences and paragraphs. Everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.
You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of human soul, who is not praising you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.
It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return. You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.
You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.
Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.
Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.
Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.
Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.
If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.
Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.
This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.
Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.
Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! The golden wind sends laughter, and the sweet-scented osmanthus floats.
Today's teacher's holiday is coming again. Teachers have worked hard for our growth.
We will never forget the teacher's love for us. Hello, teacher! People compare teachers to red candles, which illuminate others and burn themselves.
People compare teachers to gardeners and cultivate peaches and plums all over the world. Teachers are the noblest career in the world.
The teacher gave us ideal sunshine and wisdom sunshine. The teacher guided us to the path of sunny life.
Teachers expect us to be the sun in the new century. The teacher's words moisten my heart like spring rain.
The teacher watered our growth with the rain of knowledge. Gentle spring rain is the teacher's love for us.
The teacher's words and deeds are like spring rain. The teacher is willing to be a green leaf and hold us up as red flowers.
The teacher is a green leaf, willing to contribute silently. The green leaves symbolize that teachers are always young.
When we bloom like flowers, we will never forget the kindness of green leaves. Teachers are like trees, with blue sky overhead and feet on the earth, silently benefiting the society.
Teachers are big trees, bringing spring scenery to the world. The teacher sowed the seeds of hope and cultivated us into a forest.
Young trees grow into pillars, never forgetting the gardener's cultivation. Yes, teacher's enthusiasm is like the sun, teacher's teaching is like spring rain, teacher's elegant demeanor is like green leaves, teacher's career is like a tree, our teacher is a tribute to the soul of a good teacher-dedicated to Teacher's Day-you have worked hard on campus.
You have planted your heart, looking forward to it year after year, watching your poems grow from the campus and be recited in people's mouths. Oh, teacher, there is your pride and glory on campus.
There are too many harvest seasons under your painstaking watering. You faithfully guard this garden, just like watching your sunshine shine on your face. This is a bright hope.
The fire of faith burns ignorance and ignorance on campus. Time has proved that your practice is sacred.
You have spring, sunshine and flowers; In the eternal song, become a fruit! You are crystal clear, a sculptor and master of the human soul; You sincerely and selflessly dedicate your youth silently, and you are willing to be a drop of water that moistens the foundation of towering trees on the rostrum; You are fearless, but you are still stubborn after hardships.
8. The garden-like campus, which describes the beautiful environment of the school, is more vibrant with colorful colors. The unique teaching building, shaded by green trees and decorated with shy flowers, adds a vitality and forms a landscape of artificial beauty and natural beauty. The flowers and trees beside the school road are swaying in the wind, smelling of flowers, bringing a fresh grass and learning atmosphere, which is refreshing and intoxicating! Walking in this "growing home", bathing in the sunshine in the "wind" and accepting his baptism in the drizzle, this feeling is really wonderful!
So three steps and two steps, came to the paradise of learning, quietly listening to the sound of reading, as if you were there; Take a closer look at the students' concentration, and they are all full of energy. Their voices resounded through the campus in the early morning, decorated the campus in the early morning, and made the campus with infinite scenery icing on the cake! In Zhenxing Middle School, the learning atmosphere is everywhere, full of poetry and painting. ...
On campus, not only the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the trees are shaded, but also the patchwork teaching buildings add a beautiful scenery.
As soon as we enter the campus, we can see the library we often go to. There are students everywhere here. They are reading books carefully, enriching their knowledge, expanding their thinking and cultivating their sentiments. In Zhong Zhen, there is also a beautiful geological and biological park, which is full of thriving flowers. When the time is right, it will bloom and compete with each other, spreading rich and infinite vitality to the earth.
Of course, there are also the experimental building, information building, music room, history room and folk music room where we study ... that's all. It can be said that studying in such a beautiful academy is a pleasure!
After class, * * * broke the silence of the campus and ushered in another brand-new picture: during class, the serious teacher became amiable and laughed with us in the form of friends; In the corridor, the students breathe the fresh air of the campus; In the open playground, the students show their talents and are moving towards their goals step by step.
How can such an elite campus not let us soar? How can we not look forward to the future?
Zhenxing Middle School let you accompany me through the growing time and space, lead me into the hall of science, inspire me to make progress and make me mature.
Revitalize middle school, I look forward to your tomorrow, and your tomorrow will be better and more prosperous!
When the breeze gently blows up a small catkin; When the sun quietly shines golden light on the beautiful cherry tree; When the beautiful petals rolled several times in the air and then landed gently, we were enjoying the romantic campus life happily.
In the morning, happy birds sang songs, accompanied us all the way through the path full of flowers, and watched us walk into the campus with a smile in their eyes. Sunshine Store wrote the bronze medal of "Yangzi No.1 Middle School Affiliated to Nanjing Normal University", reflecting the soft morning light on us. We accepted this light cheerfully and walked into the campus with vigor and vitality. On the way to the classroom, you can see beautiful fountains and pools, tall and straight locust books and graceful weeping willows every day; We often meet classmates or good friends from other classes, wave hands in a friendly way, pat the back in a friendly way, say hello in a friendly way, and maybe talk about what we have done recently.
Walk into the classroom full of morning light, put away your schoolbags and homework, take a long breath and start a day of study and life.
In class, we give full play to our talents, boldly express our unique opinions, and carefully remember the knowledge and points we want to understand. Let the birds cheer for us, let the trees nod approvingly, let the flowers fall in love with them, and let the petals flying in the air be filled with messages of gratitude and hope. We're trying!
We like recess and ten minutes that allow us to play freely. Let's talk together, enhance our friendship and add that precious spiritual wealth; We discuss problems together, improve each other's grades, and make ourselves richer and wiser. Some lean against the railing and look down; Some gathered on the promenade, talking and laughing; Some people are sitting under the "S" sculpture, basking in the sun and enjoying the most beautiful golden time.
We are integrated into the collective, each class is a home, we get along with each other day and night, and we all want our "home" to be outstanding. Therefore, in the sports meeting, we saw the momentum, momentum and invincible determination of every athlete. We also saw a large group of cheerleaders cheering-some waving their arms, some jumping up and shouting, all swaggering.
9. Beautiful and meticulous description of the environment "The Green of the West Lake" How many people have said and written about Hangzhou in the genealogy?
In June, I went to Xizi Lake for the fourth time, nine years after my first visit. In these nine years, I have never said a good word about the West Lake.
It is said that the West Lake is not as naive and natural as the Long Lake in beauty. On magnificence, it can't compare with the misty and gorgeous Taihu Lake. Fortunately, there are not many places of interest, otherwise I don't know how many fallacies there are.
Strangely, I have a different impression this time. June is not a good time. There is no spring, autumn or snow.
When the lake was misty and rainy, the mountains, mountains and water were foggy. The West Lake seems to be half awake and half asleep.
The air is filled with the fragrance of gardenia after the rain. When I think of Dongpo's poem: "The water is clear and clear, and the mountains and Kong Yu are raining", I think Dongpo, who knows the West Lake best, should really watch and appreciate it carefully.
Just like every time, come in a hurry and go in a hurry. In a few days, I realized the "green" of the West Lake.
Going to Lingyin in the rain, I only feel green when I get off the bus. The old trees on the roadside are towering and green, and the rain seems to be green.
The trees in the upper layer of Feilai Peak are green, some are dark green, deep and dense; Some are blue, light and bright. The winding path under the peak is covered with moss, and the straight green extends into the crevices.
Sitting in the cold spring pavilion, I feel cold and relaxed. The stream beside the pavilion is sparkling and said to be a stream. In fact, I can't express the momentum of running. The smooth place is also clear and flows in a hurry. The splash is like flying beads rolling jade, which is particularly beautiful in a green shadow.
There are many scenic spots in the West Lake, and each place has different benefits. Even if it is green, it is different. Huanglong Cave is quiet and green, with Pingfeng Shan Ye and nine streams and eighteen rivers idle.
You can't talk about it one by one. Strolling through Su Causeway, there are lakes on both sides, with smoke in the distance and light rain near the water, and a layer of silver gray appears.
Walking, I suddenly saw the trees on the side of the road are very strange. Although a tree is far away, it gives people a feeling of vastness and desolation, which seems to be green from the top of the tree to the underground. A closer look reveals that these four trees are all covered with green moss, so tender and lovely, which makes the green Su Causeway greener.
Some mosses have interesting shapes, such as cows, shepherds, trees and clouds; Some look like a green landscape painting. This moss green gives me the impression of perseverance. I wonder what impression Su Gong had on them.
I saw another kind of green when I watched fish in Huagang. It was a pool of lotus, round green leaves, or standing gracefully on the water, or leaning against the water, only feeling a vigorous vitality, jumping around in the pool.
Green is the color of life. I like to see the tender willow branches in early spring, so bright. When the willow branches swing, it seems to tell you that spring is coming.
Lotus leaves are more mature in early summer, but their vitality through lively green is the same. In addition, the water drops on the leaves are rolling around, almost like lotus leaves dancing in the pool.
"Qinghai Lake, a magical lake" Feng Junli's strange dream of plateau. We are on the road with Qixing. On the way with us, there are all kinds of confusing dreams about the plateau.
The car is driving on the Qinghai-Tibet highway, but it is not as bumpy as before. It was dark and silent outside the window, and the thin rain rays slanted on the window glass, mixed with a few distant dogs barking.
I am trembling gently, connected with the unfinished dream in the warm station just now. ..... Yellow peaks, yellow waves, I struggled to swim in the rolling waves, and I could hardly resist one higher wave peak after another ... The waves suddenly subsided and turned into a gray dead sea, which was really big and boundless. This is an endless Gobi.
I walked with difficulty, thirsty and tired, and my legs could hardly be pulled apart. What is that? The horizon is hazy green, the trees are shaking, the stream is flowing, and there is a house on the shore. The house seems to be moving.
Is this a desert oasis or a mirage? Go and see what happened, but I can't go away ... I suddenly leaned down. I woke up from my sleep and looked at the young driver beside me. This railway soldier, who hasn't said a few words since I started on the road, said softly at this time: "Qinghai Lake is here, get off and have a look!" As the dream continued, I rushed to the early morning of July, deeply breathing the sweet air after the rain. For an instant, I was shocked, as if I had accidentally fallen into a huge picture and lost my center and direction.
In front of my eyes, there is a green grass beach inlaid with dew. On the grass beach, there are rows of rape flowers from Huang Cancan. Behind this green and yellow is an endless blue lake. The grass beach is tender, the cauliflower is yellow, and the blue of the lake is so intoxicating! It is as blue as the ocean and purer than the ocean; It is as blue as the sky and darker than the sky.
The blue of Qinghai Lake is pure, profound and elegant. On the blue brocade-like lake, there are slight ripples, like glass slurry that has not yet solidified, and like the watery blue eyes of a girl in white.
Just when I was impressed by the charm of blue, but I couldn't find a suitable metaphor, I suddenly remembered the name of Qinghai Lake by ethnic minorities. In Mongolian, it is called "Kukunod", and in Tibetan, it is called "Cuowumbu", which means "blue sea".
Why is it called "blue ocean" instead of "blue sea"? Isn't it because of the phrase "shine on you is better than blue"? In fact, Qinghai Lake is so blue because it is 3654.38+0.97 meters above sea level, which is higher than the two Taishan Mountains. The oxygen content in the lake is low, the plankton is scarce, the salt content is about 0.6%, and the transparency is over 8.9 meters. Therefore, the lake looks clearer in Ming Che. I see, no wonder the water in Qinghai Lake is more beautiful and intoxicating than other blues! Looking pleasing to the eye again, at the end of Qinghai Lake, where the water meets the sky, there is a dark cloud that has not yet retreated, rolling like a galloping horse.
Further up, it is the clear sky unique to Wan Li after the rain. This light blue sky extends all the way behind me.