My elementary school is located in a remote mountain, and every time I go home, I still pass by that place full of memories, except for the middle school classroom with a sense of age, the other facilities have long been renovated. But through www.biquge.info this ancient school, I can still remember the bits and pieces of my elementary school days.

Scenario 1:

During an extracurricular activity, we had just finished cleaning up, and a few of us were in the dusty classroom, and I was sitting in my seat eating the unfinished white flour buns. Everything was harmonious as usual, everyone was chasing after me, immersed in a joy. Suddenly, one of my classmates shouted in a panic, "It's bleeding!" I shuddered and rushed to the lectern, which was surrounded by my classmates and I didn't see anything. I only heard a classmate say that Yonggang's head was broken, and my face suddenly turned pale, and a scene of blood flowed in my mind. After a while, Yonggang stood up with the support of his classmates, covered with a large piece of toilet paper on his head, and left the classroom under the escort of his classmates. For the first time, I felt so nervous, so nervous that I didn't dare to face it.

Scenario two

As Teacher's Day approaches, my young heart is filled with gratitude to my teachers. So I had the idea of expressing my heart to my beloved Chinese teacher Mr. Li on Teacher's Day. The night before, I said to my mother, "Mom, can you give me two dollars?" and she asked me what I was going to do. I replied righteously: "I'll buy a bottle of beer for Mr. Li!" My mother was stunned and asked me why I wanted to buy beer for Mr. Li. After I told me what I wanted, my mother gave me two dollars. The next day, I bought a bottle of beer and sneaked into the teacher's room. The teacher also wondered that Mr. Li was an older teacher, and perhaps few classmates gave him gifts on Teacher's Day. I looked up at the teacher and said, "Teacher, today is Teacher's Day, this is my gift to you!"

Now that I think about it, I was not only a sensible child when I was a child, but also strangely hysterical.

Scenario three

Drawing words is an indelible memory in primary school.

Compared with the perfunctory things when I grew up, I was full of energy to study when I was a child. In order to learn Chinese characters, we braved the scorching sun and scribbled the entire campus with electric ink sticks. Every time I played, I rarely lost.

After hard work, in the Chinese class, I hope that the teacher can call me to dictate on the blackboard and test my results.

Scenario four

There is a tall classmate in the class, because he is tall, slightly older than the other classmates, and he is born with some honesty, which naturally attracts the attention of us little hairy children.

When I was a child, I was also quite naughty, and there was a classmate named Fuhei who was just as naughty as me. I had the best game with him, and I just had to bow down. He and I always like to tease that big brother for an inexplicable reason.

Who expects the big man to be quite serious, he actually said to the two of us seriously: "You two don't make trouble anymore, or I will cut my own tongue!" Fuping and I laughed and turned back and forth, thinking, cut your own tongue, you have to have that courage!

Not to mention, the big classmate took out a knife and gestured at the two of us. We still didn't think so, but this stupid big man actually pulled out his tongue and cut it with a knife, and I saw blood gushing out.

Fuping and I were terrified and ran away. What I'm worried about is retaliation from the big guys. Unexpectedly, he only complained to the teacher after the teacher came, saying that we had cut out his tongue! The teacher looked at the height disparity and just smiled faintly, and did not pursue the two of us.

Scenario five

Our class is a collective with a strong sense of honor, and once in order to fight for territory, we almost killed people.

During the cleaning, there was a dispute between our fourth grade and third grade, and the health committee member of our class went to reason with the third grade as the leader in charge. The third-grade health commissioner was a very unreasonable classmate, which caused our health commissioner to be extremely dissatisfied.

This incident caused the anger of the third-grade homeroom teacher, Mr. Zheng, who grabbed our younger brother and classmate and beat him violently, almost knocking out his brother's ear. When my brother returned to class, I witnessed a tear in the back of my classmate's ear. Teacher Zheng is not soft at all when it comes to beating people.

After many years, I am still touched by the spirit of responsibility of my younger brother and classmates, and I deserve to be a cadre in the class!

Recalling these makes people feel a kind of rejuvenation. Those classmates in my memory, such as today's Yahai, have not seen each other for many years, and to be honest, I do miss them a little!