My middle school campus was of moderate size, yet it was filled with countless moments of joy. We laughed and played here, pouring out the sweat of our youth while immersing ourselves in passionate and diligent study.
Looking back at the time I first entered this school, I was truly in unfamiliar territory. With few acquaintances to be found, feelings of loneliness and loss often surrounded me. I knew nothing about the place and was unsure if I could integrate into this environment; everything felt unknown. At that moment, I seriously considered leaving but lacked the courage. Eventually, I took things step by step, beginning to explore, understand, and experience life here, gradually finding a sense of belonging.
Chunjiang School is indeed a beautiful academy. The students are full of enthusiasm, and the teachers are dedicated and serious in their teaching. I believe this is closely related to its reputation as a "Garden School." Thanks to the blooming flowers, green grass, and trees that paint the view with lush green, we are inspired to learn. Every blade of grass and tree on campus is a testament to the hard work of the laborers. We enjoy the pleasure of learning in such a comfortable environment. Although study involves hardship and fatigue, life always moves forward. Learning is inherently a process where joy and hardship intertwine. As we progress through our efforts, we feel both happy and satisfied.
In class, teachers vividly narrate a wealth of knowledge, and students listen with rapt attention. Take my seventh-grade math class, for instance. Mr. Ye taught math, and I loved his classes because he always managed to make us appreciate the joy of life while learning. He was a humorous teacher with a unique teaching style. When we found concepts difficult, he would share short stories or jokes to aid our memory and understanding, which significantly deepened my interest in mathematics. The classmates would always raise their hands without hesitation when they understood a topic. Therefore, I deeply love Class Three. "The students in Class Three work the hardest" is a phrase I keep in my heart. I love Class Three for its poetic atmosphere and for every diligent student in it.
