我的成长岁月中,听到过许多掌声,有我给别人的,也有别人给我的。有一次掌声让我难以忘怀,它虽然不长,也不响,但是它是发自内心的赞叹。有一次,竞选大队委,每个人都需要准备一份演讲稿。演讲先从三年级开始,我看着每一个上去演讲的同学,总是有点磕磕绊绊的,不是一开始打结了,就是到末尾忘词了,没有一个人能通通顺顺背下来,我心里不禁打了个颤:怎么会这样呢?是他们的演讲稿太长,还是看到黑压压的一片人害怕紧张,或许二者都有。时间像一只猎豹,哗哗地大片溜走,还没等我在心里背完第一遍,就听见“下面是六⑴班, In my years of growth, I heard many applause, I gave to others, and others gave it to me. There was a round of applause that made me unforgettable. Although not long or loud, it was a heartfelt admiration. Once, the election brigade committee, everyone needs to prepare a speech. Speaking first from the third grade, I watched every student go up speech, always a little stumbling, not the beginning of knotted, that is, to the end forget the word, no one can be back all the way down, my heart can not help but A flutter: how could this be? Is their speech is too long, or to see the dark one of the people nervous, maybe both. Time like a cheetah, rushing to a large slip away, before I finish the first time in my heart, I heard ”Here are six ⑴ classes,