"I deeply feel the warmth of the collective" composition (not less than 600 words)

Have you ever felt the warmth of the group? Have you ever walked with someone else's feet tied? Once in physical education class, our class played a game of binding feet to walk, from which I realized the warmth of the group.

We flew downstairs to the lawn and waited for the game to start. I followed Zhu, Tang and others. First, we practice with our feet tied to the lawn. Although we don't walk fast, our pace is neat. When the bell rings, boys and girls are divided into two groups to meet the game. I stood between Chen and I tied my feet, and Chen tied mine and hers. Chen said to me, "You just do it boldly. This is the lawn, it won't hurt. " After listening to this sentence, I feel much more at ease. After we tied our feet, my feet were heavy, as if each foot was tied with sandbags, and I was not free. We trained for a while, and my feet were tied and I couldn't move, and then the distance between my feet became wider and wider. Fortunately, I adjusted it. Then, the teacher numbered our feet 1 and 2, and we knew the order and prepared for the game. Under the teacher's command, both our teams began to move slowly. We shouted the password hard, and the pace gradually accelerated. Occasionally, we will adjust the team and then continue the fierce competition. "1212", Chen pulled me from the lawn to the plastic track, and we came to the finish line. Suddenly, the joy of victory welled up in every girl's heart. Looking back, the boys were still sitting on the lawn not far from the starting point, complaining to each other. Not United at all.

We are ready to go back to the beginning. In this way, we turned our direction according to the teacher's guidance, and the boys were full of energy at this moment. We walked here non-stop, stepped into the lawn from the plastic runway and started the second challenge. Later, we even ran all the way. To my surprise, my feet followed everyone's footsteps and trotted to the end.

This game made me feel the joy of victory and the warmth of the group. Only with the concerted efforts of Qi Xin and Qi Xin can cooperation be successful.

I deeply felt the warmth of the group.

Tanjiahe center school

Jin Xi (tutor)

It was when I was in kindergarten, and I deeply felt the warmth of the group, so I will never forget it.

On the first day of school, I was scared because I went to kindergarten for the first time. Besides, I am introverted, always shy and don't like to associate with people. Several children in my class found out about my background and often bullied me. I didn't tell my teacher in order not to be branded as "an official at the sight of his mouth". They became unscrupulous and bad luck came again. ...

One day, I was climbing the iron bridge in the kindergarten hut. Suddenly, those bad guys came out of nowhere. The one who took the lead held his chest high and looked arrogant. He rushed to my side, kicked me off the iron bridge and fell heavily. Suddenly, blood flowed from his forehead, but they ran away screaming. I was half paralyzed on the ground, crying. When the teacher heard the news, he asked with concern, "Did those bad children do it?" I looked at the teacher, but I squeezed a word out of my mouth. After a few minutes, I shook my head and said, "I accidentally fell down." The teacher informed my mother to take me home, and the doctor said that some medicine would soon be fine. Unexpectedly, when I was resting at home, those children came with the whole class. Every child is holding a bunch of small flowers blooming in the country, and the child who kicked me down is embarrassed to apologize to me. He also brought me some tea eggs and said, "If you eat them, you will be well soon. This is my own chicken. " He handed me one. Looking at these lovely partners, I was doubly moved and felt tears in my eyes. I feel very happy.

Yes, what could be happier than being in such a class group and feeling its warmth?

I deeply felt the warmth of the group.

Since something happened, I have deeply felt the warmth of the collective.

At 2: 28 pm on May 12, 2008, a sudden natural disaster came to Wenchuan, Sichuan. At that moment, tens of thousands of compatriots panicked. Dozens of seconds later, the earthquake hurt so many people! It is also in a short span of ten seconds that the originally beautiful Sichuan has become a ruin. People buried under the ruins feel that death is a step closer to them. However, when many areas in China heard the shocking news, they sent fire officers and rescuers to the scene to help the people of Sichuan. Our school also launched a "hand in hand" activity, donating money and materials ... many students have contributed! I saw many areas on TV, such as Wenchuan, Chongqing and Chengdu. There are so many people's soldiers in the rescue, so many medical staff are rescuing the injured people, so many people are carrying food ... so many people are helping Wenchuan and the disaster-stricken areas, and the staff are not afraid of fatigue and suffering, worrying about food, drink, shelter and injury for the wounded. Watching those staff shed hard sweat, their faces looked pale and weak because of overwork, but it made me feel the power of unity and the power of the masses!

Sichuan earthquake touched the hearts of1300 million compatriots. The Sichuan earthquake showed the resilience of the people of China. The Sichuan earthquake also showed us the kindness of the people of China, and let us know that the power of unity is indestructible!

From this incident, I deeply felt the warmth of the collective!

The warmth left in my heart

Life touched me and warmed me. The past is like a pearl, put into a necklace and treasured in your heart.

The first act:

Physical education class, there is a new male teacher. He has a straight face and no smile, and his eyes are irresistible and aggressive. As soon as I got up, I made a "dismount": run three times around the playground!

I was out of breath just after running a lap. Just when I felt exhausted, I tripped and fell to the ground, top-heavy. The rough ground grazed my knees and elbows, and blood flowed from the wound and dyed my clothes red. I got up, gritted my teeth and hobbled away in pain. "Let me help you!" A familiar voice sounded and I turned around. It's my friend Ross! She grabbed my arm, comforted me and asked me about my injury.

At this time, several students took out their own paper towels and handed them to me, sending me warm words of concern, as if a warm current had flooded into my heart. Rose helped me to the infirmary, sat beside me, watched the teacher wipe the wound with mercurochrome, and asked from time to time, "Does it hurt?" I smiled at her and shook my head. The concern of classmates is an effective analgesic, which makes me feel the warmth brought by a big family. At that moment, a cloud of water mist gushed from my eyes, not because of the pain of injury, but because of the touch of my classmates. .....

Act II:

"pattering. ..... "When school was over, it suddenly began to rain. Oh, I forgot my umbrella! If you go back like this, you will definitely become a drowned rat.

I was standing outside the classroom door in a hurry when Ruoyun patted me on the shoulder: "I brought an umbrella. Let's share an umbrella. " I agreed happily, stood under the umbrella and walked into the rain curtain.

At the crossroads of parting, Ruoyun firmly said to me, "Take the umbrella and lend it to you."

"What about you?"

"I'm almost home, it doesn't matter."

"Will your mother talk about you?"

"My mother is happy."

Actually, I know about it. It's still a long way to her house. I gratefully took the umbrella, and she rushed into the rain curtain before saying "thank you". At this time, the umbrella in my hand became heavy, because it was a profound friendship. ..... It's raining cold outside the umbrella, but my heart is warm. .....

......

Life goes on, but the warmth it gives me is increasing. Let me pick up a little warmth in my life and keep it in my heart.

This is a true story that happened in my primary school life. I thank those students who helped me.

My story of growing up

An inch of time and an inch of gold,

In a blink of an eye, I have unconsciously passed nearly fourteen spring and autumn periods and spent countless inches of time. ...

Feel the passage of time

Mr. Shen Congwen once said, "Things need time to prove, but time itself is like an extremely abstract thing, and no one can understand what time looks like." Yes, that's the time. He can witness warm affection, sincere friendship and eternal love. However, time passed quietly through his fingers, and he "came like a spring dream and went like a cloud, nowhere to be found".

Everyone lives in the long river of time. There are eddies, reefs and rapids in the river, but God has not given us time to rest, so there is no chance to retreat, so we can only go forward bravely. In this endless river of life, we feel the pain and happiness of growing up. ...

Enjoy the joy of growing up

Growth is full of happiness, like a sweet toffee. Gently lick the sweetness lingering in the corners of your mouth, let's relive this wonderful happiness together _

my friend

We often talk together about the first time we met. ...

It was a hot summer day, and I came to school with trepidation, which was my first step into middle school. After being taken into the classroom by the teacher, I quickly searched for a suitable seat. At this moment, a girl sitting against the wall caught my attention. She has a round face and a thick ponytail behind her head. Seeing a seat next to her, I walked over without thinking. I nervously asked:

Later, when she talked about it, she kept thinking about why I chose that seat. More coincidentally, however, after several adjustments, we actually sat in the two seats when we first met. Maybe this is the so-called fate!

We often think of all kinds of past events during the military training at the beginning of school. ...

The first night, I shared a bed with her because there were not enough beds. You know, a narrow single bed can't hold two junior high school students anyway. That night, I was afraid that she wouldn't sleep well, so I leaned against the wall tightly, but I couldn't sleep. I turned around and found that she was thinking of me, too, and hung her lower body under the bed. I know she didn't sleep well that night.

I still remember this incident vividly!

This lovely girl is my good friend Yu!

Wu

After entering middle school, the number and burden of courses are increasing, which also urges me to develop good study and living habits. It took another semester to exercise before I really discovered the importance of habits.

Take English for example!

Once upon a time, I had a big weakness, which was memorizing words. I always thought that I must not have mastered the method, so I asked for advice to recite words everywhere, but ignored the crucial magic weapon of habit.

This semester, English classes began to dictate words in each class, urging us to recite words every day. I often forgot to review the words at first, but I dictated them the next day. Gradually, I began to get used to learning new words every day. I would remind myself to pick up a book and read it. Later, now, I have completely formed the habit of reviewing words every day, and I will review them involuntarily without supervision and compulsory measures.

So, in the phrase exam, I got full marks. Through this exam, I found how powerful habit is!

Some people say: "Details decide success or failure", but I want to say: "Habit makes details"!

Victor Wu

Speaking of my hobbies, I seem to have endless words, because I not only have a wide range of hobbies, but also like to make friends through hobbies.

Let me introduce one of my little specialties _ playing the piano! Although my piano level is not so superb, although I didn't get into Grade 9 or 10, although I have only played Grade 6 now, I love music and I love piano. When I feel uneasy, I serenade myself to calm myself down. When you are tired, play a lyric song for yourself to relax; When you are suffering in your heart, play a sonata for yourself and express your heart directly ... Music is the beautiful spirit transmitted by God, and the piano is the messenger of music, spreading the sound of nature to every corner of the world!

I take piano as my pleasure, and I also take books as my pleasure. My other hobby is reading. People say that books are the ocean of knowledge, and I think books are the temple of knowledge. Before entering this magnificent hall, people knew nothing, but once they came to this hall, they would be deeply attracted by the objects displayed and the characters appearing inside and immersed in this magnificent hall endlessly. This is the book.

Not only do I like to visit the halls of art and knowledge, but I am also a big fan of sports! I like swimming. I am good at playing badminton. I also take part in many other sports. Life lies in exercise, and we grow and progress in constant exercise. ...

This is my hobby. I hope I can make more friends through my hobby in the future!

be choked with resentment

Soon, a semester will be over, and I can gain a lot every time. ...

As a student, it is natural to acquire knowledge, but this time, besides, I also gained a learning method. This method has only two words: independence. When I was doing math problems before, I saw that it would take some time, so I ran to ask my parents without thinking. In this way, I got into the bad habit of asking my parents if I can't do it, and I can't cope when I need to think independently. Only by solving it on your own can you fully master the knowledge you have learned. I began to realize the disadvantages of this habit, so I learned to think independently and have my own opinions. Although there are many questions I still can't answer myself, at least I worked hard and went through a process of thinking. This is an exercise. This is an improvement!

After spending more time with classmates, we get to know each other better and understand each other better. I realize more and more: what a United group Class Four, Grade One is! When this classmate was far away from everyone and wanted to leave us, it was a pair of hands in Class 4, Grade 1 who pulled him up from the cliff. In the face of great pressure, before the unified training, the hearts of Class One and Class Four in Senior High School were closely linked, and the three subjects scored first on average. In the harsh tug-of-war competition under the scorching sun, when I lost, it was the heroes of Class 4, Grade 1 who burst into tears ... This was my greatest spiritual encouragement!

Appreciate the growing pains.

Growth is full of troubles, just like a bitter cup of coffee. Think of the bitterness left in your mouth, let's look back on this tender childhood together.

Small contradiction with classmates

For us children, it is inevitable that there will be a little conflict, but every time we quarrel, we will always make up after a long time. For example, the day before the last sports meeting. ...

My intern teacher.

Teacher, my dear teacher, how lovely and kind you are, maybe! You are only an intern teacher, but in the eyes of Class Four, you are a good teacher. Although you are leaving, I believe I will dream of your lovely face in my dream. I don't want you to go, but what can I do? Can I keep you? Even if I try my best to keep you, will you turn around and look at me? You will, because you are my teacher, my dear teacher, and your heart is full of pure love. I know you must be very unhappy when we are in Class Four, because there is no atmosphere, but it doesn't matter. We will use the deadline you taught us to make you feel that Class Four is not a dead class, but a United class group and a class group full of friendship. I know in my heart that you may only be able to teach us the last class, but we are in Class Four. I silently bless you in my heart. Maybe you will leave just by remembering our names, but our Class Four will contact you frequently. You have taught us a lot of knowledge in the past few days. Maybe you didn't tell us in detail, but you should know that all the students in Class Four listened with relish! We deeply remember your bright smile, so we can't forget it.

The wind is blowing gently, which means you are leaving us, too. Before you leave, our Class Four will have a lot to say to you. Maybe it's too late to say it, but I'm sure you will understand a lot of words in our hearts. I can think of you as an angel. You are all white, beautiful and lively. Isn't that you? I can also imagine you as a pair of hands, stroking my head, so warm, that feeling is not irreplaceable by anyone. In your space, I saw a lot about your teaching process, your efforts and your optimism. Even if the sky falls, you will say, "I'll fix it for you." You once said to me, "If you want to learn listening well, you must take the time to listen." This sentence left a deep footprint in my mind and gave me confidence; I said to myself, "Rao Anqi should work hard, work hard, and even if she falls, she should laugh bravely." Just think about what Jenny Baby in Wuhan said: "If you are not disappointed in this second, there will be hope in the next." Now I fully understand that time is precious, you should try your best to grasp it; Opportunity is rare, so we should seize it.

During this time, I thought a lot. Failure is the mother of success. I said to myself, "I can do it, I can do it." I believe I can. I'm not stupid, I'm just a little lazy. I believe I can get good grades in the second year of high school.

Teacher, it has a great influence on me. When chatting with you, I once said to you, "Do you have a favorite star?" You said, "No. I have defects in this respect. " In fact, to tell the truth, I was a veritable "groupie" in my class as soon as I started school. Although I am not so terrible, I am a young groupie! I also said in politics class that my idol is Aaron in Fahrenheit. The political teacher asked me why. I said that because of his selfless spirit and hard work, my grades dropped at once. Many people think that my grades have dropped because I worship stars. In my mind, I don't think it's because of my laziness. Idol is only a superficial form. I don't regard it as my motivation or anything ... In my heart, I hope someone can understand me, understand me and maybe protect me. Could that be you?

Teacher, I said I was LUCK STAT. Do you remember? Because I know that my life is extraordinary, my life is protected by the goddess of luck, and I always believe that fate is infinite; Teacher, you are a woman who can enter a person's heart. Your teaching has its unique place, that is happiness. I may not see you in a few days, that is to say, I won't see your bright and beautiful smile.

I don't expect you to stay with our Class Four all your life, but what Class Four wants to say to you most is: "Teacher, we all love you." You may feel sick, but we don't think so. This shows our respect for you. Will I be selfish and say this to the whole class? Because I'm afraid we won't even have time to bless you after you leave. In society, it's too late to say it, so we have to say it unconsciously. You graduated from Meizhou Normal University. You are 2 1 year old now. I am an only child, I wonder if there is one. But I realized that because of your arrival, I know how much my sister loves her, and no one can give up. Sister, you should remember me and your sister, Angie.

Sister, I will remember you, too, and remember that you are my sister, my dear sister.

There is a song called "Only a mother is good in the world". I think not only my mother is good, but also my teacher is better. My mother gave birth to me, raised me and trained me hard. Moreover, the teacher worked hard to educate me and provided me with rich knowledge. I am very happy to know my sister, because knowing my sister has added a lot of feelings, knowledge and things to my mind ... this is endless.

I saw the willow branches being gently blown by the spring breeze. How beautiful! Teacher, when I saw the beauty of willow branches, I thought of your beautiful face. When I am shy, I think of red apples, which is very cute. The spring breeze is blowing in my face. I looked at the white clouds and thought of you, my sister, angels in white, my dear teacher.