It was a beautiful autumn morning. I woke up early to get ready for school. I was taken to school by my mother, feeling nervous and fluttering in my heart because it was the first day of school. Entering the class, I felt very surprised because everything was new, the teacher made new friends, but then I gradually got acquainted with my friends. Reading class was lively and interesting. Math class makes me feel a bit difficult. Art class makes me feel most excited. Because after the teacher instructs us, we can freely draw and color as we like. The first class went by quickly, but it was always full of laughter.

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       I still vividly remember that morning, when I entered the school, everything was so beautiful and splendid. So many flags, flowers and so many teachers and friends, it's so crowded and bustling like a festival! I made my way to the row of my class with my new friends with both overwhelming joy and a little timidity. What I miss the most to this day is that I got my class wrong because I was busy playing. Anyone know why? It was just after the opening ceremony at school, my friends and I ran up to the stage to play. When my friends and I saw that everyone had entered our class, we rushed back to the classroom. While running back to class, we were very scared, afraid that the teacher would scold us. Just because we were a bit panicked, we mistakenly ran into class 1B while we were in class 1A. As soon as we ran into the class, the teacher of class 1B asked us what grade we were in, which teacher we studied, but we ran into her class by mistake. At that time, we were so red in the face, we were so embarrassed that we didn't dare to turn around. Then the teacher also gently waved us back to class, back to our class, we were so happy and learned a valuable lesson to this day..

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