school life

On a sunny morning, with excitement, accompanied by the singing of the birds, with a breeze came to the school, began a day of study life, preparing for a beautiful, happy, book-filled class preparation.

The whole school was silent. I had to hear Lang Lang’s reading sound, and I was immersed in the world of books. I was fascinated by Lang Lang’s book, as if I saw Wang Jiaxin climbing a mountain and finally reaching the ideal state. It seems as if Morton Hunter has overcome the fear in his heart, climbed down the cliff, and put it into the arms of his father. The short early self-study made me feel the goodness of learning and the joy of learning.

Time flies, and the short two classes are like this. It turns into feathers, drifts away, and can’t be seen anymore. Then, we started the morning exercise again. One of the energetic classmates, doing the exercises, was like saying to the sky, "Hey, how good we are! More spirits!" for everyone.

With a morning of learning fruit, with fortunateness, began to eat, eat delicious lunch, listen, beautiful music into a dream. A breeze blew, taking away the hard work of the students for a day, took away the fatigue of the day, brought the breeze, brought wisdom.

The newly-spirited classmates started the afternoon class again, listening to the teacher's lectures carefully, but how long, I was immersed in the ocean of the class, floating in the "sea", like a boat that sinks into the bottom of the "sea". How can I pull it and pull it out. The class that the teacher is talking about is so vivid, so philosophical, how good it would be if you could go straight up! Despite the teacher's criticism, despite the noisy surroundings, my heart has been in the classroom, I will not be like a fallen leaf, blown away by a breeze.

One day of study and life is over, accompanied by the setting sun, accompanied by the setting sun, on the way home, the students should say goodbye, if there is a time machine like Doraemon, how good, I am the first What I want to do is to return to the classroom and return to the day of study, but time will not go backwards. What I can do now is to study hard, not to miss any class, I have to study hard every day. I want to be a paper plane, fly through the wind, and fly through the hardships. I finally become an excellent student, blowing the sailboats in my heart and letting the ideals sail.