My alma mater, you made me change from an ignorant urchin into a young pioneer with ideals and ambitions, and you led me into the boundless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher, and you made me make so many intimate partners.
During my five-year primary school career, I learned a lot from my first teacher and got a lot of happiness from my friends. Alma mater, you taught me to love my motherland, be diligent and honest. Thought of here, my heart a little more fear, a little more attachment. I am so scared that I can't play and laugh with my classmates in your arms. I'm afraid that the teacher's inculcation can't supplement my mind. I'm afraid of ... my alma mater. I really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again.
Alma mater, how many memories I left in your arms. I remember the sound of our reading, the teacher standing in front of the blackboard on the podium and writing carefully, I remember playing on the playground with my friends, I remember ... dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big and your playground is not wide, although your equipment is not advanced. However, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you have taught us a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. It is how many pillars of the country you have cultivated and how many useful talents you have created. You have done meritorious service!
Dear alma mater, I want to say goodbye to you. Can I look forward to your future? Ten years later, I went back to my mother. The classroom is spacious and bright, with advanced and high-grade equipment, and the campus is full of green. How wonderful it is!
Dear mom, I wish you all the best. May you be full of peaches and plums. I wish you become a famous Sanjin school. Oh, no, you have to go out of Shanxi and go to China!
Goodbye, my dear alma mater!
When I left my alma mater ...
I cried when I was leaving my alma mater. Everything in my alma mater is so clear and dazzling. In the golden sunshine, it looks dazzling. Looking at everything in my alma mater, I was lost in thought: my alma mater made me realize the value of friendship. I remember once, when I was in physical education class, I accidentally fell down while running, and blood poured out. When my classmates saw me, they came to help me, asked me if it hurt, helped me to the infirmary, and asked the school doctor to disinfect and rub my medicine for me. A few days later, I went back to class. When my classmates saw me, they were all caring, which deeply moved me. Friendship has added gorgeous colors to my life. When I am upset, my classmates come to comfort me. When I was unhappy, my classmates came to make me happy again. When I was in trouble, my classmates extended this pair of friendship hands again ... Yes! It has been six years, and friendship has made me feel neither lonely nor sad.
As the saying goes, books are the source of life. The alma mater is the cradle of growth, and the teacher is the guide of enlightenment. I was lost in thought again: ah! I remember my poor academic performance when I was a child. The teacher worked hard for this. I remember once, my multiplication formula must not be memorized. After school, the teacher took me to his house, asked me to read the multiplication formula and then recited it to him. I really don't even care about eating. At my alma mater, I changed from an ignorant child to a sensible and civilized sixth-grade student. This is all due to my alma mater, my beloved teacher. Another time, I couldn't do an application problem, and the teacher racked his brains to teach me, but I just couldn't learn it. The teacher was very angry until he taught me. Alma mater! It is you who gather the teachers in the abyss of knowledge together, let them educate us attentively, make us the pillars of tomorrow, and make the motherland's tomorrow more prosperous. Alma mater, you are the home of thousands of primary school students in Qian Qian. You are like an ocean of knowledge, and I am one of the small waves; You are like a lush tree, and I am a small leaf among them; You are like a mysterious universe, and I am a small planet.
Alma mater, alma mater, you will be a happy memory of my life.
Goodbye, dear alma mater.
Time flies, time flies. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life will be over. We are about to leave our alma mater where we have lived for six years. At the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are particularly excited. Everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, we can clearly remember six years of primary school life. The grass, trees, bricks and tiles of my alma mater are so familiar and cordial.
Never forget, dear teacher; I can't forget your inculcation; I can't forget your kind eyes; I can't forget ... how much effort and sweat you have paid for us, from boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions. You are a diligent gardener, you are an unknown silkworm, you are a hero behind a hero, and you are a giant at the foot of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great. You have taught us simplicity, naturalness, enrichment and nobleness with full enthusiasm. Towering trees can't forget their roots, and vast rivers can't forget their sources. How can I forget my teacher?
I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged. Over the past six years, we have struggled in the sea of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus and spent this wonderful time together. It's been six years, and it's going to be separated in an instant. How can I have peace of mind?
Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive. Here, we received a strict education. Here, we have developed a good study style of hard work, unity and friendship, attention to civilization and discipline. In your warm embrace, we have gained the nectar of knowledge, the power of wisdom and the truth of being a man. ...
Students, at this moment, your eyes are discerning and your thoughts are myriad. Although our graduating class is about to leave our alma mater, we will not forget you-my dear alma mater, and we will not forget you-my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day with you. ...
Memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let me thank the teachers for their hard work again! Goodbye, the teacher who nurtured our growth! Goodbye and feed our alma mater!
I wish my alma mater a better tomorrow!
Dedicated to my alma mater.
Ah! Dear campus,
I want to gently pluck a cloud,
But how can a small cloud compare with your beauty and whiteness?
I want to tear off a piece of sky gently,
But he's too far away,
How can it compare with the kindness and warmth you bring to people?
I want to take a flower gently,
But its color can't compare with the gorgeous color that you light up our life.
Ah! Dear campus,
You have given us a beautiful environment,
Arranged the best teacher,
Let us little flowers better absorb the nectar of knowledge.
I love teachers,
She is the engineer of the human soul,
Take care of us,
The hardworking gardener used her sweat,
Watering our seedlings,
Expect us to grow into towering trees.
I love my classmates,
The flowers of friendship are all over Shan Ye,
That smell makes us feel the love around us.
Love is around,
Love is in my heart,
Ah! Dear campus,
You teach us history,
Let us appreciate,
Lu Xun's patriotism,
Madame Curie's dedication,
Lei Feng's selfless dedication.
Ah! Dear campus,
You let us appreciate the great rivers and mountains of our motherland.
Appreciate the green of the West Lake,
The wonderful beauty of Baotu Spring.
Ah! Dear campus,
You taught me to be a man,
Taught me to care.
Ah! Dear campus,
Wherever I go,
I will never forget my love for you!
Time flies, years are handsome, and five years are like clouds. I am in the sixth grade. I miss primary school life; Let me be infatuated; It gives me endless aftertaste. Now, our classmates' life is only one year. When we think of the past, we can't help feeling a lot.
My alma mater has only a short year left, in these thousands of days. I am like a seedling, like a grass, like a seed. Under the careful care and irrigation of a "gardener"-a teacher, I thrive and grow into a tree. In the future, I will repay my motherland, my alma mater and my teacher. Listening to the teacher's repeated exhortations, listening to the teacher's repeated teachings, and relying on the mutual help and encouragement of our classmates, our classmates grew up together. Our reading sounds still seem to reverberate in the class, our laughter still seems to linger on the playground, and we play in the campus. In every corner, we have left unforgettable memories. The past is vivid, and the memory is still in my mind.
I have gained a lot under the guidance of my alma mater teacher. I got a lot of friends and good advice and new knowledge from teachers, which made me a good student with knowledge and courtesy. I left many unforgettable memories in my alma mater, and there are also many good memories. The most important thing is to get the best education and a compass for future life. But now I don't have much time at my alma mater. I suddenly look back, looking back at the past, as if urging my teachers, encouraging our teachers, and the lovely campus have all disappeared from the songs we sang. I don't know when, we became big brothers and sisters in the school and became role models for our younger brothers and sisters.
Looking back now, I feel that the teacher's teachings, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still lingering in my ears. Grasp the last year in my alma mater, look at the lovely campus and the teachers who have taught us, and encourage the students to cherish the last day of blind date.
All good things must come to an end, and time is gone forever. I will always remember my teacher's encouragement, be an upright China person, and remember that tomorrow Sambo will be proud of me. Ah! Beautiful campus, how much joy and enlightenment you brought me, I will never forget.
Unforgettable primary school life
Time flies, unconsciously, six years of primary school life will pass in a blink of an eye. The school with a long history at the foot of Yandun Mountain is my alma mater. There are trees here, books here, and this is the cradle of our growth. Here, we left many childhood footprints and many happy laughter. How unforgettable primary school life is!
I remember when I was in the first grade, it was parents' open day, and many parents came into our classroom to listen. This is Miss Huang's Chinese class. She asked us to read the first 17 lesson "Autumn", and we read aloud. Watching, I began to lose strength, so I took an eraser from the drawer to play and put the book on the table. I thought the teacher wouldn't see me play. I played and looked at the teacher, who glared at me. I even forgot to put my eraser in the drawer and started reading with everyone. After class, Mr. Huang took me to the office to talk and criticized me for deserting in class. Suddenly, I felt not only regret, but also shame …
Another time, in an open English class in Grade Two, Mr. Chen asked me to come out to the podium and sell fruit in English. I proudly walked to the podium. Not only did I pronounce English words incorrectly, but I didn't know the teacher was angry. Teacher Chen called another student to perform. The teacher suddenly stopped being angry and was still laughing. After class, the teacher gave her classmates a small red flower, but I didn't. At this time, my face turned red and I bowed my head in shame.
These six years of primary school life are fresh in my memory, and I can't forget them. I have lived in primary school for six years, and today I am a graduating class student. In two months, I will leave my alma mater, which has been with me for six years. My primary school life makes me full, happy and unforgettable.
Unforgettable primary school life
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, after six years, I will graduate. Life in primary school is so wonderful and reluctant, and now we have to go our separate ways.
I am about to graduate. In these two thousand days, we are like a seedling, watered by the teacher.
It seems that there is still the sound of us reading in the classroom, playing on the playground and laughing in the school circle. Every step, we left unforgettable memories.
We have gained a lot under the education of our alma mater. We got many friends and gained a lot of new knowledge, which made us polite students. We got a lot of good memories and unforgettable past events, and also got more compasses for dealing with people in the future. But we are about to graduate now. Looking back, we seem to be urging our teachers and encouraging them, as well as the lovely campus, to disappear from our songs. Moreover, I don't know when, we also became big brothers and sisters on campus and became role models for our younger brothers and sisters.
Now that we are about to graduate, the teacher's teaching, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still ringing in our ears. Let's take a look at my last few days at school, the lovely campus, teach our teachers, encourage our classmates and cherish the days we spent together in these last few days.
All good things must come to an end, and time is gone forever. We will always remember the teacher's education and be a successful person.
Years are like songs, and six years of primary school life is like yesterday's clouds, which is really beautiful; Just like a cup of bitter gourd juice-bitter with sweet. ...
My teacher, my classmates, my classroom and my desk are unforgettable: they accompanied me in my six-year primary school life. No matter the ups and downs in six years, or saying goodbye to my classmates affectionately on graduation day, I walked out of the school gate and my legs were filled with lead: goodbye to my alma mater!
The tug-of-war competition in grade six made me realize the true feelings between teachers and students, the most sincere love between teachers and students. Everything in the past has not diluted my memory. I clearly remember that day-65438+February 5, when I first entered the classroom, I was greeted with a warm atmosphere. Four words are written on the blackboard: unite as one. Students' cheeks are like tomatoes-their blood is boiling. I understand that all this is caused by the teacher's "fanning the flames". When it was announced to go to the playground, everyone got up and ran to the playground with "brushes", and then the first game was the tug-of-war competition that our women's team had been waiting for for a long time.
There is an indescribable excitement in our hearts. Everyone stared at the glittering prize. The teacher's expectation of us has become the motivation in our hearts, and we are eager to win the first prize. "Shh-"The whistle sounded and we were ready. Everyone blushed and tried their best. At the same time, the teacher cheered for us loudly, and the students of Class 605 also cheered for us. Rope, rope, you have to fight for our breath! Teachers and students are exhausted, we must win! What a "God helps those who help themselves"! We finally won the first game. The next game, the most important one, became more and more intense. When we were about to win, the referee actually called us a foul. We were speechless, but in the next competition, we finally won the first place with practical actions, and a thousand words turned into tears.
The men's team failed, but the teacher always encouraged us and gave us confidence. That game has become a permanent memory in my mind.
Thinking of the unforgettable six-year primary school life, I can't help asking my former teachers and classmates; You guys okay?