It turns out that the greatest victory in this life is to meet you-your alma mater.
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Three years of junior high school life is flowing in the pen. I want to lock the last drop of ink after bidding farewell to my alma mater ...
Say goodbye to that meadow. Once, we chased and sang among the fragrant flowers in the sun. Tired of playing, we fell on the grass together, holding hands, humming pop songs and looking at the white sky. This is the most comfortable enjoyment. On the grass, my classmates and I had an inch of laughter, which was very fun.
Say goodbye to the blackboard. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, teachers always write down the most touching knowledge with white chalk. The lines are so perfect, the skills are so wonderful, the grammar is so close to life, and the legend is so vivid ... The teacher has cocoons on his hands and white stars in his hair, but they are still willing to write and draw, as if that is his greatest pleasure. Teacher, your hand. Say goodbye to that blackboard, it is the sweat of knowledge, it is profound.
Say goodbye to that table. A small area has unexpectedly concentrated the greatest thoughts. We will chat behind the book, we will take a nap behind the book, we will put up a famous aphorism on the desk, and we will finish one problem after another on the desk ... The desk is small and boring, but it is the best furniture in my junior high school career. It witnessed my growth, my maturity, my laughter and tears.
Say goodbye to that voice. Every time I step into the school gate, I hear the sound of reading. This kind of atmosphere moved me. It is knowledge, persistence in knowledge, and "madness". I am proud of this sound, because it is natural and clear in the empty valley.
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I picked up my schoolbag and stepped out of the school gate. I bid farewell to my alma mater, looked at the teaching building, looked at the grass and looked at the teacher. My heart was sour, and my tears evaporated in the sun, which became my blessing to my alma mater.
The future is still very long, I won't be afraid, because I met you and have you-my alma mater! Your existence will be the glory and pride of my life!
Say goodbye to his alma mater.
Home, what a sweet word; Home is a child's first school, and parents are a child's first teacher. Only my alma mater, which was the first to give me knowledge and let me know how to behave and do things, can compare with my home. My alma mater is like a kind and strict mother, raising me all the time.
Time flies, six years of primary school life will soon pass, and I will soon enter middle school. But we often say that if you put a small piece of alum in the water, all the dregs can settle down. Then, if we keep a song in our hearts, can we also precipitate all the days? I think so! Whenever I think back to primary school, I always feel so kind and inseparable.
Standing at the door of the classroom, what comes to mind is the scene of the teacher standing on the podium giving lectures. Teachers are eternal beacon lights, always guiding me to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Looking at the bricks, tiles, grass and trees of my alma mater, I have a lot of thoughts, and I don't know what it is like to leave in a few days. Every corner of the alma mater "hides" the secrets between classmates, revealing our dreams, naive dreams and endless expectations. I will remember every part of my alma mater, and I will cherish this wonderful warmth forever.
From ancient times to the present, there are many poems praising friendship, but I can't write the perfect friendship between our friends, which always makes me feel the wonder of life. And all this is given by my alma mater. How can I not thank her?
I know that in the future, although I can't be with my alma mater, I will study hard, because I am a student of my alma mater and will not be ashamed of the school I once attended.
Farewell, alma mater, you will never forget that little girl named Wenjing!