Pupil Zuo Owen

It will be cloudy on Friday, May 2 1 Sunday.

Today is a happy day. Why do you ask me? Ha ha! Let me tell you that we will hold a class meeting with the theme of "I am ten years old" this afternoon. Two other students and I are in charge of photography. It is said that the birthday cake has three layers to eat! Can you be unhappy?

As soon as I arrived at school in the morning, my mood was so excited that I couldn't calm down for a long time, and I always fantasized about the happy scene in the afternoon. At lunch, all the students in the class were thinking about the delicious cake in the afternoon, and even the rice could not be swallowed.

In the afternoon, we finally ushered in the team meeting class. My brothers and sisters in Class 5, Grade 2 also came to see our performance. After all of us recited the poem "I was ten years old" in unison, the Eight Immortals crossed the ocean-each showing his magical powers. The two hosts-Xu Qingxuan and Wu Yuyang "invited" the previous performer-violinist Lin, whose beautiful piano sound introduced us into the ocean of music; Erhu player Yang plays enthusiastically and melodiously, sometimes like a galloping horse on the grassland, and sometimes like a bouncing child; Then, Ma Xinyu and Zhu Yichen danced a Latin dance, which made us dumbfounded. . . . . .

The exciting moment has finally arrived. Mr. Hu, the counselor of the brigade, brought a three-story cake. Our photographer called the "owner" of the cake Liang and the cake to take a group photo as a souvenir. Then, Liang cut the cake into many pieces, and Teacher Yu gave one to everyone in our class. Watching everyone get the joy of the cake and taste the sweet and delicious taste of the cake, I can't help but feel a warm current in my heart-we are ten years old!

"We are ten years old.

With concern

With dreams

be full of hopes

With a grateful heart

We will fly high and sail far, from now on. "

The team will end in the laughter of the students. . . . . .