A few days ago, Gao Jiawen and I were walking under maple leaves. Those leaves that haven't turned yellow seem to be waving goodbye to us. I cocked my head and looked at her familiar side face and asked her what her plans were after graduation. She shook her head easily and said that she could be admitted to an ideal school and find an ideal job, and wait until all the white-haired old people got together and talked and laughed like this.
"It's too far."
Arvin said seriously. Just like before, she and I discussed One Piece and Almond Cake. She snapped her fingers and counted them one by one. Three years, three years, how time flies. Halfway through, she stopped and looked at my face. The sunlight reflected in her pupils and asked, "What do you think?"
Why not?
The sunset is faint, and our shadows embrace each other intimately; But after a while, they can't be separated. This is not for them to decide.
My thoughts returned to the examination room. The topic is neither simple nor difficult. Suddenly, I didn't have the courage to do it anymore. Looking at the invigilator, I wonder if he is also sad for our separation?
I really hope this exam will never end. I wish I could delay one point when I come tomorrow.
We never said goodbye.
I have never cried, laughed, quarreled and rowed in never say goodbye Primary School for six years, so I will say goodbye in the next few days. Parting adds a strange feeling to everyone.
schoolmate
When I first entered school, I left my parents and home and cried inappropriately. Later, I gradually adapted to the environment and laughed every day. I began to live on campus in the fourth grade. For the first time, I lived in a dormitory with eight people and one room, and I didn't make any new friends. Because I was homesick, I hid under the bed and cried secretly. Later, I gradually became familiar with it. I walk with my friends every day and look forward to all the curious things. Eat together and go to bed together on the count of three. We live together like family.
teacher
Long hair, big eyes, wearing a long cotton and linen dress, tirelessly talking on the podium, never saying tired. Sometimes a stop will last for hours. When answering a question, if it is wrong, she will slowly guide and encourage. She won't say "great" until she answers the question correctly, which is happier than answering the question correctly.
They are still laughing together, and she is still talking about the class ... they are about to separate, but their shadows are lingering. I hope I can remember everyone, the long road of life, it's good to meet them!
"Goodbye old classmates who dislike each other, goodbye thank you, and a song will ring at once. Although we are about to part, we will always be together and never say goodbye!
The affection of my classmates and the love of teachers and students will remain in my memory forever. Goodbye to my alma mater, goodbye to my teachers, goodbye to the campus, parting feelings and the beauty of my alma mater will all leave a sound for my childhood. Parting-never say goodbye.
Never say goodbye to three classmates. Soon after, we parted. I know, at that time, I had to cry because I couldn't bear to part with it. The sixth grade will be divided into classes next semester. I am a little dissatisfied, but I also feel happy among the new students. I don't want to give it up. We are used to quarreling. When I was in junior high school. Who will accompany me to fight? I want to be in Class 62 forever, even if I am only 12 years old forever, I am willing. Really, happiness is more important than anything else.
I can be impolite and not study, but I can't live without happiness. Gemini girls may be more caring, even if they are wronged, they will not say it or cry in front of others. But this time, maybe I can't pretend anymore. I will definitely cry. I'm sure, because I won't give up all this, my first teacher and everything on campus. ], I don't want to chase after it at school. I really don't want to. I listened to Wish and used it to express my feelings.
I can stop learning, but I can't.
Our laughter is always so loud, our steps are always so neat, and our class is always so United. On the last day, what I want to say most in my heart is: eternal memory, forever class 62, forever us.
Forever never say goodbye 4 I had such a dream, in primary school.
In the dream, we are very happy. Girls dress up beautifully every day to attract the attention of some boys, and boys dress up cool to win more girls' attention. In class, the girls study hard, while the boys are waiting for the class to be over. After class, boys chat together, girls chat together, and the teacher looks at her students with envious eyes. Is she also missing her childhood?
Class 3, Grade 6, dear students, do you still remember our big break? (Little White Boat) We held hands and grinned, afraid to look at each other. At the sports meeting, our sweat, running posture, cheering cry … all came first.
In science class, our classroom attitude drives teachers crazy, boys disturb the classroom, girls put down their shyness and make a scene with boys. How happy they are! During the exam, we frowned and didn't know where to start.
At the last get-together, in order to impress our classmates, we dressed up carefully, but few people performed that day. Are we timid or unwilling to leave the thirteenth primary school? I think you chose the latter.
After graduation, we will leave separately. Some girls and good friends are crying in the toilet, and some are watching everything on campus under the tree. The boy didn't cry, but he was even more reluctant to leave, leaving his good buddy and best friend. Let's say goodbye with tears.
Walking out of the campus means that we are going to junior high school, which means that these six years of life will become memories. When we looked back at the teacher, we found the teacher's white hair, wrinkles and old back.
My dream turned into a wisp of smoke, which drifted to its age with the wind.
Never say goodbye. 5 Graduation is like a big full stop. ...
I don't know whether to divide classes or not. For a long time,
Everyone thinks that I am not a member of the class, and no one will engage in so-called unity and friendship with me. I'm really leaving soon, and I don't know how to save it. Those memories, those youth and impulses are vivid but seem out of reach.
I cried, laughed and sighed, and meditated together for one thing. The stupidest feeling that is hard to see is all scars, all wanted and all lost. I want more than just memories. I want us to be together. Whether our relationship is good or bad, we have witnessed each other's growth, which is the intersection of life. Acquaintance is a kind of fate, and knowing each other is the most beautiful display of this fate. Do you know each other? If not, then hurry to find it, say something from the heart, fill the empty campus life together, and then say that we will never part after graduation. How sacred and beautiful this is, let's pray and be happy for our life, like a family.
Class and happiness, how to give up feelings on the verge of placement, no one.
Yes, I only know that I lived in it.
Hold your head high, move forward and don't look back. Leave them chic, do things they have never regretted, and tell them that you are my family and I will never forget you. This is the best breakup. Even if I have never been integrated with the collective like this, why is it sad and ridiculous to divide classes?
People will always grow up, only after stumbling and being injured will they understand, and the painful feeling will grow up after separation, be moved, cherish and remember. ...
Never say goodbye 6. Empty classrooms, snow-white walls, fluttering slapstick sounds, black-and-white joy and celebration have pieced together into a terrible hole that cannot be ignored, completely engulfing the lonely heart.
It's raining again, you know? Zilin, your songs will always echo in my mind at this moment. The heavier the rain, the clearer your song will be. The wind at the end of summer has cooled a little, blowing my thoughts to two weeks ago.
You asked me out and told me that your parents finally got divorced. There seems to be no wave in your heart, but when I look at you, I see the deep pain in your eyes.
You finally cried, there was no sound, only tears spread wildly and broke your heart. My heart is also painful and elusive. That day, I stayed with you at the top of the tower for a long time.
I understand the pain you can't struggle with inside. Mom and dad, the two closest people, how to give up? How to choose?
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, you went to Nanjing, and of course your mother. You left so suddenly that you left without saying goodbye. I understand. I know that incomplete love fills your heart with holes. But our friendship will last forever. I share your joys and sorrows, and I am always disappointed in you. You are far away, and I cherish you as always. We will never say goodbye!
In this way, 76 years have passed in Never Say Goodbye, and in a few days, we will face real differences. "We're going to separate ..." Everyone forced a smile when saying this sentence. These days, everyone's heart is full of melancholy.
Looking at the familiar handwriting in the classmate's book, it seems that the personal signature and contact information left by "Xiaolongbao" are not written on paper, but written in my heart. At the thought of going to junior high school, I will never have these friends around me again, playing crazy together and watching ramblers together, and my heart will burst into bitterness, and the tears that I have been holding back will flow out uncontrollably. And the teacher who has taught us for six years. I've heard their criticism, but it's more praise. I can't forget what they have done for me. I would rather stay in this school forever, be their student and be a child.
Never say goodbye after graduation, everything will become a memory. Every time I close my eyes, the faces of all my classmates and teachers will flash by in front of my eyes. No matter what we become in the future, everything now will be engraved in our hearts forever.
After I graduated from Never Say Goodbye, I won't come back for six years, but in my heart, everything in these six years is like a "video tape" that keeps playing, with joy, unhappiness, joy and sadness, and everything in these six years will be frozen forever.
Never say goodbye 8 dreams take off on the auspicious clouds of hope, time flows in the long river of years, memories slowly climb the sails and look at the past road.
Three years of junior high school life is like a 25,000-mile long March. The long road, muddy grassland and steep snow-capped mountains can't stop the profound friendship, deep human love and the hearts of soldiers eager to reach the base areas. We are all struggling soldiers.
There are thousands of eyes of Qian Qian in the world, and the most unforgettable ones are the eyes of the teacher, the eyes of the teacher and the spring scenery of the soul, which I will never forget! There are all kinds of eyes in life that you will never forget. The kindest thing is the teacher's eyes, the teacher's eyes and the light of life, which will always sing about you! Sing you! This song "Unforgettable Eyes" sings the voice of every student, so do I?
I remember that in the first year of junior high school, when we stepped into the new campus, we were full of joy and looked forward to the arrival of the first class in junior high school.
Ding is having a class. I saw a female teacher with a short braid coming in from the outside. She introduced herself as our Chinese teacher, and then formally went to class. Her voice is so beautiful that I have to listen carefully. Every time she smiles, I feel particularly cordial and feel that class will be over soon. When the class was over, the teacher said to finish the exercises in this class, and our first meeting ended like this.
May be influenced by primary school study habits, I only finished the basic questions, extracurricular questions and subjective questions are empty. When the teacher checked, he didn't criticize me, but gave me a look and let me finish writing. This look makes me unable to understand the truth. Maybe it's too much and too deep for me to fully understand, but one thing is certain: it's better to do every problem carefully than not to do it at all. She told us that a good habit can benefit us for life and help us get rid of all kinds of disadvantages, which our parents can't do well, but you still insist. This may be your respect for your career, and this may be your love for students.
In the past three years, because of your eyes, I benefited from the idea of doing every problem well. Now I understand the truth in the teacher's eyes. I thank God for letting me meet you, my teacher.
In the ocean of junior high school life, we took a sailboat full of teachers' love and picked the fruits of our victory.
Life in junior high school is coming to an end. Recalling the campus full of books makes people miss those familiar faces, but you have embarked on the road of the Long March, no matter how difficult it is, you must go on, regard memories as the most precious wealth and strive for a broader world!
No matter where you are, don't be lonely. Looking back, there is love for you here.
Never say goodbye. Graduation at 9 o'clock is like a big period. From then on, we bid farewell to a period of pure youth, a period of frivolous years and an era full of fantasy. ...
These days before graduation, time passed like quicksand, seemingly long, but in fact it passed all the time; Nostalgia, reaching out, limited time slipped through my fingers, graduation defense, farewell dinner, raising my hand to say goodbye, and going their separate ways.
Everything seems to be expected, and everything goes too helplessly.
Every day, we will visit the campus again consciously or unconsciously to see what it looks like today and think about how it greeted us four years ago. After walking for four years, it seems that I have walked back to the starting point. Suddenly I feel that my classmates and friends who have been around for four years are much more kind and lovely than I thought! At night under the starlight, everyone is gentle as the wind. At this time last year, the girl's building opposite was once full of smoke; The clothesline outside the window is covered with white shirts falling from a dormitory. I don't remember when I was trampled on a path by my brothers who cut corners to draw water. Is the door of the library study room still open? There should be no one in the room where I struggled for several months during the postgraduate entrance examination. I have always been grateful for those days of hard work. No matter what the result is, I have gained a lot.
Scenes are like gorgeous clip art, connected in series into a movie that is about to close, playing our happiness and sadness, recording our youth and past, and witnessing our friendship and love!
10 "Never Say Goodbye" The closing ceremony of the Asian Games once again made Guangzhou a joyful stage for all of Asia.
A banana boy with a banana leaf on his back raised his kapok and looked at the torch tower affectionately. "Hold hands quietly, hold hands for the last time, silently in your heart, and remember each other's smiling faces ..." In the soft songs of the children, the flame on the main torch was extinguished bit by bit.
At the moment when the last flame disappeared, the kapok in the hand of Banana Boy bloomed into a red lantern. The four pillars of the Torch Tower transmit light media from top to bottom, and the light spreads around like a huge warm current, lighting up all the athletes' seats and kapok lights in the audience. At this time, whether it is the audience at the scene or the audience in front of the TV, everyone feels warm in their hearts.
Although the flame on the torch tower of Guangzhou Asian Games has been extinguished, it will never be extinguished in people's hearts. When kapok is in full bloom, millions of people in Qian Qian will think of this tender time and Guangzhou, a beautiful flower city with high sky and clear water.
When our generation enters the Asian Games, the Games will be even better. I hope that in the future sports meeting, everyone will refuse doping. Athletes should not only strive for medals, but also exchange sports skills, be healthy and happy, and have a happy party. I also hope that people's hearts will always be together, gain friendship and never say goodbye.
Never say goodbye 1 1 leave one by one. In summer, my heart is melancholy, and in autumn, my heart is sad. In autumn, the school trees and leaves will fall off one by one, dancing freely in the wind, and the leaves will make a swish sound, as if to bid farewell to the trees. What is the heart of the tree at the moment?
Leaves are a part of myself. For the growth of the tree, I have made selfless dedication, worked hard to protect and warm the tree, but I still have to leave. The leaves tell the tree that there is no need to be sad. I'm still by your side. I will become a nutrient in the soil and help you grow up healthily. We are not separated, we are only separated temporarily. In winter, although you can't see me, I exist in your body, resisting the severe winter with you, being strong and brave; Remember that we have never been apart, dear, I just hide in your heart; In spring, I will sprout and let you see my smiling face. I believe it will be better and will make you more moved, because I stayed in your heart for a season, and those days were close to your heart and felt your love.
We understand and love each other more; Don't be sad, when I leave you, you should see how beautiful my dancing is, as light as a butterfly, and know that I am dancing for you; When I leave, I will walk into your heart and see how much you love me, whether it is as you say; You won't be angry if I say so. In fact, I know your love deeply because I have confidence. The dance music has started. I have to go. You should look carefully. My dance is as touching as my heart.
Goodbye, dear people.
Never say goodbye 12 Xia Feng, blowing gently, took away my tears and hers.
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"Hey, come on, come on, this thing is so beautiful!" "Well, summer, I am completely speechless for you. Wait a minute, I'm coming! " "Xia, you or me first?" "I don't know, decide-rock, scissors, cloth!" I reluctantly put forward a helpless opinion. "I'll follow you." "Rock and paper scissors, rock and paper scissors, yeah, I won!" "No, no, one more time!" In these laughter, Feng Yuheng and I grew up gradually. We are in the fifth grade together. In five years, Feng Yuheng has become a very good sister. But we are not creatures. )
How time flies! Five years have passed. In another year, we will leave our alma mater, teachers and classmates, and our best sisters and friends. I can leave anyone but her.
Yuheng and I sat in the shade of a tree. After a long time, I spoke softly. "Yuheng, if we are separated from junior high school, will you forget me?" My voice is so confused that even I am surprised at the sound. Yu Heng, who was sitting next to me, was stunned by my words. She looked at me and said, "Xia, are you taking the wrong medicine? Why do you suddenly ask this? " If we are really separated, I won't forget you. "I suddenly felt very relieved about what she said. I really don't know why.
The summer wind, hot and warm, playfully blew my and Yuheng's hair. I said to Yu Heng, "Hey Heng, it will be the same next summer. When Xia Feng blows, we will part in never saying goodbye. "
Never say goodbye 13 I'm in the sixth grade, and I'm graduating soon, so I can play crazy. But when the word "farewell" appeared in the notebook, the joy on her face disappeared, bringing endless sadness.
My friends, each of you left a deep impression on me. You accompany me to go out to play, take photos, eat popcorn and clip dolls ... You and I each made a beautiful vow in a corner of the campus: to be best friends for life. Each of you wrote in your diary: When you graduate, you should leave with a smile, but when you look up, your tears will wet the wet pen oil. Every one of you has agreed with me that we will be together on a certain day. .......
Summer is hot, but our hearts are cold, sad and sad. Our hearts are often moved by those innocent smiling faces, and are often happy by those imaginary scenes of being together forever. However, all this is fantasy, but it is such a beautiful fantasy, so beautiful.
My friends, I will definitely remember and never forget the classmate records you filled in. I will record my voice in 56 conchs and give it to you. I will give you a bunch of rosemary that will bloom in my heart forever, because its flower language is: help remember, never forget, never forget our eternal friendship, never forget our separation today, for the perfect bloom of tomorrow's dream.
Friends, after learning, do you cry for the future fate of parting ways? Are you sad for 57 smiling faces that will never appear together again? Please don't do this, because our hearts have always been together, without a moment's separation. Please believe me, my friends, in the near future, we will gather in a bustling city around the never-ending banquet.
Never say goodbye 14 Never say goodbye, but we will meet again.
The third year is a year of hardship, effort and struggle. Students have experienced many difficulties in their lives in the third year. But the students are all fighting for themselves, and they are all striving for excellent results in small subjects. The help of primary school teachers is indispensable. Every teacher in primary school tries his best to help us, make our grades improve again and again, and make us more and more confident. We get up early every day and go to the classroom to back to primary school. We must overcome our drowsiness, and only let our will overcome it. We went early, and the primary school teacher's grades were earlier than ours, which was unexpected.
In the final sprint stage, the students worked hard and the teacher tried to teach us the questions that we could score. When we took the exam, the history teacher was hoarse and the biology teacher was ill. We thank them very much. Passers-by in our life just walked along the scenery, but helped us on the way.
During the holiday, the students got together and held a party, thanking our teacher for his hard work and really thanking us for walking on Xiaoke Road together. Although we didn't accompany us to the end of our lives, we all felt very happy. At the party, we all thanked the teachers one by one, knowing that the teacher was not easy, so we were really grateful.
Don't say I can't see you, but I'll see you again. We will walk on the journey together, but we will never forget it.
Never say goodbye 15 Children's Day is here. At this time, there is always a heavy joy in my heart. This year, I spent the last year of primary school. This mood is like a lemon, immersed in the champagne I don't give up. The bright yellow liquid collides with the ice quickly. My heart is a tall crystal cup, which makes a clear sound, as if it had penetrated the lingering fog and rippled. ......
Yes, next Children's Day, will I still be such a person? Days coldly push me into the future and erase the past. Will it alienate the innocence of my childhood?
As a result, there are more messages on the yellowed wall of the school. We are like "half river rustling and half river red", half full of youth and half full of maturity. We cling to the immaturity that God has not taken away, just to prove that we are a small wave in the crowd here, heading for the ideal gold coast with hope.
Everyone has a candle of his own, and countless candles, like stars all over the sky, illuminate the gloomy death hall brightly. I'm looking for my one, and my childhood is burnt out, followed by my teenager. Where did your childhood go? Is it a wisp of smoke, a few drops of candle oil? Still. Invisibility is not nonexistent. I can't see my childhood, but I can still feel the heat left in my palm. No matter how small the wind is, it can dance clear waves on the lake. I don't want to say goodbye to you, because I won't give up my childhood, let me grab its sleeve at the moment it leaves! I think, let it turn into an unbreakable bubble and shine in the sky of my life forever. ......