Time is really fast, unconsciously, we have lived on this familiar home for six
years. Every day, there are friendly teachers and classmates to accompany me to
spend
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boring learning life suddenly becomes more colorful, adding a fun. Now I think
of my life in school for the past six years. I feel like I am tasting a very
special food, sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. Every cultivation of the school,
the teacher has carefully cultivated and learned a lot of useful knowledge, many
of which make sense of life. Getting along with my classmates made me learn the
preciousness of friendship
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harvest that gave me a lifetime. Every year, the teachers and classmates
witnessed me, witnessed my changes, and witnessed my efforts for the ideal.
However, every year's change is very important to me, so I will not forget all
of this. What impressed me should be the first year of imagination and the
fourth grade of confi I am, just the day I stepped into school. The tender hands
clasped the parents' clothes, and the small body shyly hid behind the parents
and walked into the campus in a small step. The mood is so tense, so curious
about everything strange, full of imagination. I still remember that at that
time, the school gate was engraved with a large "Huizhou Fifth Elementary
School", and many trophies were still on the school gate. When you walked into
the campus, the few trees that were leafy were introduced. They should have
several years of age. Their existence symbolizes the growth of the school.
Although the big tree has fallen because of the accident, this does not mean
that the school will fall down. It will take the expectations of the tree and
better educate the students. The red flag on the stage is flying high in the
air. I can't help but stand up. I am going to be a young pioneer. I have to
learn for it, glory for the school, and glory for the country. When my parents
handed our hand to the teacher, my heart was so practical, because I trusted the
teacher, and I clearly understood that the teacher had to give him all his hard
work and all the experience in the past six yeampetition in the fourth grade
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interested in writing and full of confidence. After class, I was called to the
office by the teacher. The teacher said with full expectation: "There is an
essay competition, which was held in December
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participate. Now we only have one month of struggle, you write one every day.
The composition is for me, I will help you to correct it, and I will go to
school every day
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we will change it together.�� In this short month, the teacher went home late at
school, stayed in the office and modified the composition with me, and the
teacher changed. I��m talking about some writing skills with me. Looking at the
full-page red-hot essay, I found out that the teacher put all his hopes on me,
and all I can do is to have a good game. A month's effort exchanged for the
second prize, in exchange for a brilliant smile from the teacher, in exchange
for my confidence in writing. Since that game, I started to like writing. I feel
that through writing, we can express our inner thoughts and express our
suggestions for society. I think if it is not the teacher's trust in me, maybe I
am still a stupid student who writes a mad head, a student who hates writing.
The fourth grade game will make me love my work, which is already in my mind.
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