Thank you, alma mater. In the past six spring and autumn, you have nurtured us with hard sweat and heart and soul. You are like driving away the cold sunshine, like the spring breeze that brings vitality, like the spring rain that moistens everything, bringing us happiness and hope. It's not too much to call you "mom". Happy childhood, you witnessed my growth, walked side by side like my mother, accompanied me, and always shared my sense of accomplishment or troubles with me.

On summer nights, cicadas sing on the big trees on campus, as if praising the hard work of teachers. Look! Our teacher's office is still brightly lit, and every teacher is scrambling to prepare lessons and correct homework. The pen in his hand can't stop for a moment, even if he sweats, he doesn't care. After bathing in the spring breeze, the grass bowed its head and thanked the spring breeze for bringing it laughter. When spring comes, the cuckoo sings loudly and praises the beauty of spring! How to thank and praise this respectable teacher? The ancients said, "Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." Teachers silently impart knowledge to us like silkworms, patiently teaching naughty students one after another, without a complaint, eager for their early success. In more than 2000 days and nights, the class teacher made me realize the truth of life with a small story; The Chinese teacher asked me to write vigorous and powerful Chinese characters and excellent articles. The math teacher always teaches me impatiently to do a series of difficult problems; The English teacher gave me a pair of tongues that can speak English fluently; The art teacher asked me to express my feelings with pictures; The music teacher taught me to impress people with the most beautiful music. ...

Put your foot into the broad campus, and your vision will be broadened immediately. Also began a journey of memories. Basketball courts and runways on campus once carried my childhood dream of becoming a sports star. Whenever I recall in my mind the picture of my hard work on the basketball court, I feel excited. It was the physical education teacher who honed a toddler like me into a flying student. Look at the magnificent science building, which is next to the playground. If my alma mater is a knowledge ship, then the science building is a pair of paddles full of knowledge and strength, constantly speeding up the speed of sailing and looking for the goal of life!

Alma mater, I thank you, thank you for your cultivation, and I will repay you with the best academic performance from your teaching.

Thanks to his alma mater.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly. Three years is so short in our long life journey, but these short three years are the most sincere youth, the purest years and the best high school life ... Our self-study ability is improved here, our life experience is rich here, our personality charm is blooming here, and our knowledge is rich here. ...

How many years have passed, and the leaves are yellow and green, which has ignited the memory in my heart. I still remember that when we first arrived, under the leadership of our seniors, we saw this beautiful campus for the first time: lush trees, tender grass, colorful flowers, and the teaching history hidden in it. This school has a long history, more than fifty years. Not only the teaching conditions here are better than other schools, but also a lot of knowledge is learned here. Most of the credit goes to the teachers of the alma mater.

You let each of our students grow up healthily and happily in your arms and swim freely in the ocean of knowledge! Whenever we encounter difficulties in our study, diligent gardeners will give us the courage to overcome them and let us face them firmly; When we got good grades, the teacher congratulated us with kind eyes and gratified smiles, and told us not to be proud with "talking" eyes; When we do something wrong, the teacher encourages us with kind words to get out of setbacks. Never forget, dear teacher, never forget your caring eyes; Never forget, dear alma mater, we thrive in your arms.

I thank all the teachers: you have given us the most meaningful harvest; You led us into the knowledge hall, which not only enriched our knowledge, but also enriched our junior high school life. It is you who give us a new angle to discover, create and appreciate beauty, and give us beautiful eyes to discover the beauty of the world and feel the beauty of life; You taught us to cherish friendship and time; It is you who have given us eyes to see the world, and you have given us the most selfless care and dedication with your broad mind. As the old saying goes, "One day as a teacher, one will always be a father." We will always appreciate and respect you!

During the three years in my alma mater, I grew from a teenager to a young man, with long body, long knowledge and long determination. In these three years, I have been taught by my teacher, which has stimulated my desire and pursuit of knowledge; In the past two years, I have been influenced by my teachers and the pure school spirit, which has kept me upward ... In my alma mater, these familiar scenery have been deeply engraved in our hearts. My alma mater's two-year junior high school life has taught us a lot … from the self-righteous little baby in the hands of my parents to the little adults who can understand my parents and respect my teachers; From a naughty boy who can only play, to a learning model who devotes himself to learning ... all these clearly prove that we have grown up and matured under the care of our alma mater.

Although three years is very short, I have learned the knowledge of enjoying life here and improved my ability to benefit from life. The school has unique management and teaching methods. The credit system of moral education has cultivated students' moral quality, autonomous learning activities have promoted students' personalized development, and the unique teaching style of subject teachers' Excellence and liveliness has brought us into the temple of knowledge. My progress is the embodiment of characteristic teaching.

Alma mater, you are the enlightener of wisdom and the guide of happiness. You plowed the virgin land of knowledge with white chalk and planted our wisdom with bright red ink. When fatigue hangs over you, groups of students are moving in the direction you indicate.

One of our spirits is that I am proud of our school today and the school will be proud of me tomorrow.

Thank my alma mater for growing up with me; Thank my alma mater for helping me fly.

In the future, no matter where I go, I will always remember my alma mater, my loving teachers and repay the society with what I have learned.