Celebration article

Celebration essay (1): Guangyuan is in my heart.

Guangyuan-a place that trained me from an ignorant child to a knowledgeable person. Guangyuan is my happy world, the temple of learning and the cradle of growth. It's in my heart forever.

Since I first entered Guangyuan School in 2009, I have fallen in love with it deeply.

Walking into Guangyuan, the fragrance of bauhinia will penetrate into your heart and spleen, and dense grass and dense trees are planted on both sides of the road. Go further and stand on the sunshine stage, and you will hear the students reading aloud.

On the right side of Guangyuan School is a 250-meter circular runway, and the lawn in the middle is covered with green grass. The runway is surrounded by yellow buttonwood trees. There is a happy garden next to the playground, which contains all kinds of sports equipment, and students often hear happy laughter like a silver bell. Our school also has a goldfish pond. The goldfish in the water are gold, red and black ... but when someone comes near, they will get together and spit bubbles at you happily.

On the third floor, is the fourth grade classroom. That's where I met He Laoshi. He Laoshi has dark brown hair, wears a pair of glasses and has a glib mouth. When we don't behave well, she will frown and look angry. When we behaved well, she smiled and was kind.

She has been our head teacher since the fourth grade. It was just summer vacation at that time, and we were lazy, forced to study and had no initiative. So she not only tells us the importance of knowledge through stories, but also is strict with us. Listen carefully in class, think carefully about the problem, raise your hand and speak actively. You can't be absent-minded You must finish your homework carefully, not carelessly. Any unqualified homework should be rewritten.

Under her strict requirements, our study situation has finally improved, and we are not lazy, so we can study by ourselves.

In my mind, He Laoshi is a very responsible teacher. She will sacrifice her precious time to tutor those students with poor grades. In order to recite our ancient poems, she will be admitted one by one, and all of them will be admitted before leaving school. It was already past 6 o'clock in the evening. She will also stay up late at night to correct our homework. Sometimes when she is ill, she will insist on giving us lessons, and I also pay attention to it.

I remember He Laoshi once said these two words to us, "Learning is your own business" and "being the best you can be". Therefore, I listen to the class carefully and study hard every day, and I won't let my parents and teachers force me to study. Moreover, I am no longer the timid little girl I used to be, but an able monitor and a bosom friend of my classmates. Because every time I do something, I think: I am the best!

Thanks to He Laoshi and Guangyuan School.

In Guangyuan, I gained friendship, knowledge and a lot of truth about being a man.

Guangyuan, you in my heart forever!

Celebration Essay (2): The Impression of Saving Reality

Wang Benhao, Class 1 (1)

A few years ago, when I was a primary school student, I met several thrifty junior high school students. When it comes to their school, they are full of praise.

"It's good to be saved, the food is delicious!"

"That is, that is, the campus is big and beautiful."

"In the province, everyone can find their place."

"There are many schoolmasters!"

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I listened carefully, my eyes flashing with obsession and yearning, only to feel a quiver in my heart and an impulse to save money. This is my first impression of thrift.

Later, I was lucky enough to be admitted to the province. On the first day of school, I proudly wore a practical school uniform and walked into the school gate with great expectation. Wow, it's beautiful! I saw several magnificent teaching buildings boldly painted red in a circle, with white arches, which were spacious and bright. A long corridor runs through the whole building. Walking in the long corridor, I only feel that the corridor is too long and the building is too high. Between the promenade and the tall building, I look too small. A wall of green Parthenocissus seemed to peep into my heart, swaying gently with the wind, and the beating green flashed through my eyes and reached my heart. This is my second impression of thrift.

As I spent more and more time with this province, my impression of it gradually deepened.

Economic facilities are complete. There are badminton courts, basketball courts, football fields and other sports facilities; There are libraries, laboratories, observatories and other teaching places; There are also canteens, canteens and other places for students to relax. Frugal food is really well-deserved, making people drool and breathtaking. I can't wait to eat three meals a day at school.

A frugal life is rich. There are sports festivals, art festivals, science and technology festivals and other large-scale activities; There are also small-scale activities such as clubs and elective courses. These activities can give full play to our potential and broaden our horizons.

Practical teachers are all elites. There are eloquent Chinese teachers, art teachers who draw 1000 yuan, and geography teachers who know astronomy above and geography below. ...

All the students in this province are principals. There are winners of the National Olympic Mathematics Competition who are good at mathematics, winners of the first prize of Xiaoying Competition with top-notch English, composition masters with profound writing skills, and the first place in the whole school ... When I was in primary school, I was often called "the bully of primary school" by my classmates. When I came here, I deeply realized that the Excellence of primary school has become history, and I must study harder from the outstanding classmates around me!

This year, the province celebrated its 90th birthday. Standing on the top floor of the provincial teaching building, I deeply stared at the post-90s "young man" who brought me countless laughter. I looked at its pampered teaching building, its shady trees, the sunny teenagers chasing and playing on its chest, and the bustling classmates getting together here. I smiled slightly, and a sweet warm current spread to my heart ...

Save your life and wish you a happy 90th birthday!

Celebration Composition (3): My middle school is attached to my mother.

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I have a mother, like a warm sun, kind, generous and broad. She always selflessly pours the nectar of knowledge into my heart, always inculcates my growth, always gives me a big hug when I am frustrated, and always presents a handful of sweet springs when I am thirsty. Yes, this is my other mother-the attached middle school.

Every morning, under the hazy morning sun, I ride my bike across the crystal dew on the grass beside the road, reflecting colorful brilliance and setting off my good mood. It's hard to hide the upward curvature of the corners of my mouth, because I'm going to walk into the campus and throw myself into the arms of my mother attached to the middle school. Even if I know that I will face heavy courses all day, I will inevitably be exhausted, even if I fail in various exams ... but I still won't lose confidence, because in the attached middle school, I am in my mother's warm, tolerant and encouraging eyes. That light is hope! It is the future! Ah! Mom attached middle school, I trust you!

I still clearly remember that when I first stepped into the gate of the attached middle school, I was attracted by the beautiful campus scenery. The tree-lined path is straight, long and far-reaching. Entering the classroom, the first class is the entrance exam. I looked around, took a deep breath and thought, this is where I want to work hard, and all the exams, big and small, will be held here in the future. With novelty and expectation, I started my four-year study career. In this classroom, there are teachers' tireless teaching, students' serious thinking faces, heated discussions on problems, heated debates on difficult problems, and curiosity about social hot news, all of which have left us with memories of joint efforts and common progress. During the three years in the attached middle school, I gained knowledge, friendship, happiness, growth and progress. My mother in the attached middle school witnessed my transition from infancy to adolescence, which will be priceless in my later life. Ah! Mom attached middle school, I want to thank you!

On the road of recalling your growth, you can't do without your hard feeding. In your colorful adolescence, you were inseparable. In the classroom full of love, the teacher instills a little knowledge into each student; In the laboratory, some students have curious eyes after seeing the magical chemical reaction; In the competitive speech contest, everyone's blood is boiling; Tsinghua-style campus magazines have left beautiful and moving poems; On the playground, on the plastic runway, we sweated for 800 meters; In the rope skipping competition, the vigorous posture and happy smile were fixed on Qilu Evening News ... On the sports field, I picked up the camera and chased every classmate's figure, because I wanted to record this lush years and record every classmate who lived together day and night. I know this is not the last sports meeting, but I won't have you next time. Ah! My high school mother, I will remember you!

When the magnificent sunset dyed the sky red, we ended our day's study, full of harvest and joy, and returned with the last glow of the horizon. Even in the starry night, my mind is still echoing bit by bit, a string of laughter and laughter that happened in school. These have become the blossoming waves in the ocean of life, and they have been dyed with incomparable gorgeous colors on the drawing paper of my black and white life. From dawn to dusk, cold comes and summer goes, and the charming affiliated middle school campus has four seasons. Spring is pink and willow green, summer is full of flowers, autumn is ginkgo leaves falling, and winter is green and white. Ah! Mom, I love you!

Mom attached middle school, this year is your 60th birthday, and you have grown from a young girl to a mother full of peaches and plums. Although I have only been in your arms for four short years, I will never forget your training and expectations for students. One day, I will come back and report to you with the results that make you proud and repay your broad maternal love!

On the occasion of your 60th birthday, I wish you a better tomorrow!