I remember when I was in the first grade, my mother saw a post on the Internet, saying that the poor mountainous areas in Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau were very poor in material life: a child cried at home all afternoon because he could not afford a pencil face of 2 cents. My mother and I both cried sadly when we saw the pictures of the dilapidated classroom and rags.
That post was written by some young volunteers. In order not to misunderstand, I don't want everyone to donate money, so I encourage everyone to donate in kind. Because those children live in the mountains, and there is no road in the mountains, the traffic is very inconvenient, so we first give things to volunteers in Nanjing to collect, and then transport them there, and then the volunteers there give them to the children.
That Sunday, my mother and I went to buy stationery for the children. I brought all my pocket money, and my mother will pay the shortfall. We bought schoolbags, pencils, erasers, rulers, pencil cases and notebooks, and packed two big bags, which my mother and I could hardly carry. Knowing that we were donating money to children in poor mountainous areas, the stationery seller gave us a purchase price. It was July and August, and we ran several places under the scorching sun before delivering them to volunteers.
The volunteer aunt was very happy to see us coming and always said that she would thank us for the children in the mountains. Her silvery laughter has remained in my mind until today. In front of my eyes, I seem to see the happy smiles of mountain children when they get gifts, and hear their "giggle" laughter.
It was raining in Mao Mao this afternoon. Teacher Fan suggested that I play a language game with her, and I readily agreed.
Teacher Fan asked with a smile: How do you say the badminton racket backwards? I thought for a moment and thought: this is simple! I blurted out: pat the fur ball! As soon as the voice fell, I heard the laughter of my aunt and teacher Fan. I immediately realized that I was wrong, and I quickly corrected it shyly: it was hairiness. Then Teacher Fan smiled and asked, What about the refrigerator? Like last time, I answered loudly and confidently without thinking: electric ice box! However, I made the same mistake again and won their second laugh. Now I dare not underestimate my enemies. I listened attentively to the teacher's report. The third question was actually my name: Hu Zeyang. I said to myself: my name will not be wrong this time! Otherwise, people will laugh their teeth off! I solemnly replied: Ze Yanghu! Later, I won a real laugh, which included the praise of my aunt and teacher Fan.
Today's laughter also taught me to face seemingly simple problems, not rashly, but also seriously, otherwise I will probably make mistakes.
Fourth grade laughter composition 300 words 3 "pull! Pull hard! We are going to win! " Listen, this is the cheers when we tug-of-war.
That day, it was our long-awaited tug-of-war competition in grade four. Each class came to the playground early and lined up for the next game.
First, the teachers draw lots to decide the opponents in the competition. Our opponent is Class Four (4). Their class has already won Class 4 (3) and Class 4 (2) before, which is a formidable class. Before the game, the teacher cheered us up: "Unity is strength, friendship first, competition second!" " "
The tense game finally began with the cheers of the cheerleaders. The students tried their best, and sparks broke out between the palms and the rope. The knot is biased towards our class for a while, and then towards Class 4 (4). I can only hear the cheers of cheerleading classmates and other classes: "Push! Come on, victory is coming soon ... "Finally, after everyone broke free, the rope was pulled over by us. With the joint efforts of all of us, we won the fierce competition. There was a burst of cheers and laughter on the playground. ...
Through this competition, I found that the power of unity is extremely powerful. Without Qixin's cooperation, you will lose the secret of success!
I have many flowers in my heart. But I have a flower that impressed me the most, which is deeply hidden in my heart.
Once, in the third grade English class, it was really hot, and we were still listening carefully. Too much talk, not only me, but also some bad boys are a little at a loss. I'm exhausted. I really want to finish class soon. But a hilarious incident broke my concept of class.
The teacher wants us to read: "Let's go to school!" " I called a lot of people and raised my hand, but it was still not my turn. I thought, "When is my turn?" Just when I was thinking, the fun began. Son of a bitch, Xu Jinsen, the famous king of breaking discipline in our class, has started to join in the fun again. He raised his hand desperately, and the teacher told him that he could not read. The teacher played the recording to him, and he said, "A dog pooped and vomited."
"What?" The teacher was confused, but the whole class burst into laughter. Some laughed their heads off, some fell on the table, some knocked on the table loudly, and some simply rolled on the ground.
The teacher played the recording to "Dr. Xu Da" (Xu Jinsen's nickname). Xu Jinsen was right at last. The teacher asked him to read it again. Unexpectedly, Xu Jinsen added, "Dogs poop and dogs spit." Our classmates all burst into laughter.
This incident impressed me the most. I will never forget this hilarious and unforgettable joke.
This earth-shattering laughter gave birth to a brilliant sea of flowers that will remain in my childhood memory forever.
On Saturday in May, Xiao Ming took advantage of the sunny weather to play in Zaoyuan Park. The park is full of spring, flowers are in full bloom, and Miss Liu wears long braids and dances with the wind. Swallows twittered freely in the air ... Xiaoming walked unconsciously, intoxicated with the beauty of nature. There is an old man sitting in a chair by the roadside with a crutch beside him. He probably wants to go home and get up from his chair, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't get up. Xiao Ming saw it, rushed over, took grandpa's arm, slowly lifted him up, and took his cane for him. Grandpa said again and again, "thank you, little friend, what a good boy." Xiao Ming said shyly, "You're welcome! This is what I should do. "
Xiaoming is tired of playing and just wants to sit down and have a rest. Suddenly he saw a white-haired grandfather walking slowly with a cane in one hand and a big bag of things in the other. I saw the old man sweating profusely, and the bean-sized sweat rolled down his cheeks. Xiao Ming rushed to meet him, took something from the old man, helped him up, and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you uncomfortable?" Or are you tired of walking? Sit down and have a rest! "Grandpa suddenly opened his smiling face and sat down and said happily," Sit down, little friend! "Let's talk together." The two talked and laughed, and their laughter spread all over the park until far away. ...