Farewell composition 1 6 years is fleeting.
It seems that not long ago, I came to this school to study, go to school and learn knowledge with my schoolbag on my back. I recite poems in the campus full of books every day and appreciate the beautiful articles written by celebrities and writers. Now that my study is over, I have become a glorious primary school graduate. I have graduated, full of yearning for junior high school life, but also full of farewell to my campus, teachers, classmates and friends.
Goodbye, my alma mater, in your arms, we are students, from youth to maturity; From dependence to self-reliance; Besides, we have learned to protect ourselves.
Goodbye, my teachers, you have taught me a lot of knowledge. When I failed in the exam, it was you, my teachers, who patiently enlightened, comforted and encouraged me. It is you who give me confidence, make me have the idea of "I must win" every time, and make me determined to win every time. Determination, confidence and patience are all necessary weapons in learning. It was your comfort and encouragement that made me possess these weapons and make me successful.
Goodbye, classmates, you are my partners on the way to school and my bosom friends. However, there will always be separation on the road of life, and it is in this bitterness of separation that we move towards the starting point of the next game.
Goodbye, friends, let's remember everyone's face and recall our past at the moment of parting. ......
Really want to say goodbye, here I wish you, my alma mater is getting better and better, my teachers are always young, and my classmates and friends are successful in their studies. Let us always remember the moment of parting!
Farewell composition 2 Spring breeze blows willow, why willow is Yi Yi? Just stand on the high cliff and watch the adventure! Gently, I closed my eyes and scenes flashed by. I was still delusional at that time. That's just. That's just a fantasy! Wow, the thunder rumbled and she decided that she was desperate. ...
She danced with only one thought in her mind. ...
Countless tears dripped on the skirt and got wet.
The former Covenant vowed that the former monarch was a rock and the concubine was a reed. Those eternal vows are turned to ashes!
She couldn't leave him, but she left him. She was sorry for him. She betrayed him. On the eve of the wedding, she was supposed to be the most beautiful bride, but she was dragging a wedding dress redder than blood. She is defiled! She dare not tell anyone that she has a strong temper and is unruly. So she chose death. She thought that death could clear her innocence, and she wouldn't be a traitor if she died. How tall and handsome the cliff is! Waves of wind hung on her face, latosolic red face, broken hair.
Still can't let go! Every dust always bothers her, but she still doesn't understand the world of mortals. He loves her, too, and she will never marry. How many people can practice such a poison oath today? I'm afraid it's rare!
Sadness turned into a sigh, and what she felt in mid-air was all kinds of relief, not death. She struggled, with infinite sadness in her heart, and finally said goodbye to her.
Although it's hard to part, parting and parting, it's endless in the dark, like running water, complaining that Lang has gone and never returned. How can you endure a long separation when you are newly married? Good couples often get together and continue on the bridge. What a lovely couple.
Farewell composition 3 Today is the day when we parted from the intern teacher.
The students came to the classroom and asked the intern teacher to sit in front of the platform. The monitor first presented a red scarf to Mr. Wang, and then the whole class sang an exciting "Class Song" with Mr. Wang. This is, some students have shed tears. Later, Liu Shuang gave the "business card" carefully designed by his classmates to Mr. Wang. Teacher Wang said with emotion, "Although I have only been with my classmates for 30 days, I will always remember your names in my heart." On behalf of the students, the math class representative handed the examination paper of Addition and Subtraction in Primary School to Mr. Wang, because this part of knowledge was taught to us by Mr. Wang during his internship. Teacher Wang saw these qualified papers with tears in his eyes.
I ran up in tears and held the exquisite photo album in front of Mr. Wang. He opened the photo album and a lovely smiling face appeared in front of him. Mr. Wang couldn't control himself any longer, and his tears could not stop flowing. He said in a trembling voice, "My internship is over. Thanks to the help of teachers and classmates, I, I ... "He really couldn't go on, so he had to turn around. At this time, the students suddenly gathered around and asked Mr. Wang to sign. The notebook is full of tears. I don't know if it's yours, mine or his ... The teacher has left, but our hearts are still closely linked. Miss Wang, we will miss you forever!
Time flies, time flies, five years of primary school life is over. I still remember my classmates who grew up with me in the sound of books; Those diligent teachers. In this season of parting, we always have a feeling of sadness and nostalgia. At this moment, there must be scenes of the past in front of me, and every time there are always a few crystal tears in my eyes.
I remember the school sports meeting. It was sunny that morning, and the flowers blew gently to us with the wind. The students in the class lined up to the playground of the campus with excitement and tension in order to welcome the annual school sports meeting. We held red flags and shouted slogans. Everyone is very confident. The first race started: the women's 60-meter race. The "athletes" in our class are ready at the starting line. With the referee's shot, go! Everyone ran like hell, and the cheerleaders shouted, "Come on, come on!" " "The results have come out, and our class is the first." Yeah! Victory. "This is the call of the students excited. Next came the men's 60-meter race, and our class won the third place. The most worrying thing is the 800-meter relay race, where the students ran round and round sweating. Finally, we won the first prize. We hugged each other and ran and danced happily.
The story of primary school can't be finished. When we broke up, there were a thousand words in my heart that I couldn't say. Goodbye, classmates. We have studied together for five years and experienced many ups and downs. There is still a long way to go, but no matter how far you go, we will always be friends. Goodbye, teacher, one day as a teacher, one life as a father. Plant trees for ten years and educate people for a hundred years. Will be unforgettable for life. Goodbye, my alma mater, you are the cradle of my growth, and I love you forever!
Gathering is always short-lived. Less than ten days in my hometown, I'm leaving again.
"Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, my relatives, goodbye!" The car started slowly, and the last farewell swayed in the wind.
Does the poignant dusk really indicate parting? I wonder if I can see my favorite grandfather when I come back next time? Last year, grandpa was found to be terminally ill and could not be treated. This year is the end of grandpa's life. I prayed silently: Grandpa, wait for me! Remember that sentence: When you feel powerless about something, pray. Pray, this is the only thing I can do now. I know that everyone will face death, which is an unchangeable fact, but I really don't want to lose my grandfather after losing my grandmother's love.
Every time I leave my hometown, I feel particularly reluctant. At that moment, I was puzzled. Why do my parents go so far away? Why can't I stay at home? Every Spring Festival, what I want most is to spend the Spring Festival with my friends and relatives. However, every year is a good year before we go home. At that time, relatives and friends had already dispersed, and they had all started to work. Only the elderly grandfather, grandmother and grandfather spent their time in the empty shell of "home". And I, the only happiness is to let them live a less lonely life. I like being with them, listening to their nagging and hearing them say that I have grown up.
I go home every year, but I spend less than half a month at home a year. And the remaining 300 days, I can only spend in memories and expectations. Every holiday, I fantasize about being with them. However, due to academic reasons, I only have the opportunity to go back during the winter vacation and summer vacation.
Don't know how to cherish after leaving or losing. I hope everyone will go home often! Don't let the old man live alone! Home is the true destination of our hearts!
Farewell composition 6 ups and downs, get along with each other day and night; Flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls. Inadvertently, I experienced a six-year career in primary school. In the past six years, every laugh, every tear, every story, every experience and every touch have impressed me deeply. Now that we are about to bid farewell to our alma mater, a feeling of attachment arises spontaneously.
I still remember that six years ago, we were primary school students. That year, the flowers we planted with our own hands are now smiling in the wind beside the ruins. Although we have lost our lovely campus now, I will always remember that we planted spring and harvested autumn here. We studied hard, laughed and chased, and sang a happy March of life with a tender voice under the blue sky.
Looking back, the time of the soul is going backwards. When I was a child, my life was mixed. All I know is sweetness, pride, willfulness, and I got my clothes. However, there is more than sweetness in life. After going to school, I understood this, so I became humble and learned to face setbacks and difficulties. In the life of my alma mater, I gradually understood the true meaning of life: a person may not be as great as a historical monument, but he must struggle all his life; A person is not as smart as a wise man to observe the world, but he should know how to love life and have it. In the life of my alma mater, I felt the teacher's selfless dedication, just like a piece of chalk turned to dust for others, but I lived a three-dimensional life. In the life of my alma mater, I realized the sincerity of friendship: helping each other, giving timely help in the snow, and watering the fields of friendship with full blood. Now, I am about to graduate and bid farewell to my lovely alma mater. I can only turn my reluctant attachment into ambition and try my best to repay my alma mater: in the remaining month, I will study hard and forge ahead bravely; Let life bloom in a smile, let life surge in the tide. Take out the best results to repay the cultivation of my alma mater.
We are about to bid farewell to our alma mater. Before leaving, I faced the morning sun, folded my hands, closed my eyes, stood on tiptoe, let the light and heat burn a touch in my heart, and said "cherish" to my alma mater, teachers and classmates affectionately.
Today, I am reluctant to part with my children-Grade 09 14 students. Watching them leave happily behind their parents, I have an indescribable taste in my heart. They are like little swallows leaving their nests, and they are about to go to a new school with their ideals to complete their new studies.
They left, and I sat in my office with an indescribable taste. I miss being with them. They gave me endless joy and brought me many childhood memories.
I don't know when we will meet again today. I have taught many students and sent many graduates, and only they left an unforgettable mark on me. When they were promoted, their foundation was poor, and the only excellent student was transferred to another school. I feel depressed and disappointed. But they changed me with the simplicity and diligence of children in the mountains. They work together with me to change the past and pursue the future with practical actions.
They are gone, and the past still haunts them. Because of their weak foundation, they have paid much more hardships than others. There are always people in the classroom seeking knowledge. Even when I go to the bathroom, I run back and forth. They squeeze out all available time to study. I have encouraged them many times. Although we can't catch up with the advanced technology, we have tried our best to catch up. When they make mistakes, I sometimes can't help punishing them. The wronged tears in their eyes wet the exercise books on the desks, but they are still correcting the wrong questions. The child forgives the teacher, and I know it's not your fault, not that you don't work hard, but that our foundation is poor. Students, forgive the teacher for depriving you of your childhood happiness. The competition is too fierce now. If we don't work hard to lay a good foundation, it will be difficult for us to stand in the future society.
Although I can't bear to leave you, I know this is only the beginning of your knowledge. I hope there will be names you are familiar with in the list of future college students.
Go away, children. When you are in trouble, don't forget that there is another person who is thinking of you. He is your best friend. He once taught you and lived with you for a year.
Students, work hard, the future is yours. I believe that through our efforts, we will be able to walk out of the mountains and live the same life as the city people. The teacher is waiting for your good news!
Farewell composition 8 With the ringing of the wind, I woke up the sleeping memory, and my long-lost touch was awakened again!
When I was a child, I always felt that the days passed too slowly, and I always felt that growing up was a beautiful thing. When you grow up, you can have a colorful life; When I grow up, I can wander around the world alone; When I grow up, I can live a casual and relaxed life without being bound and restricted, so I will always fall into endless fantasies about the future and weave one colorful dream after another.
Growing up in plain days, I unconsciously bid farewell to the innocence of childhood and the curiosity of young people. When I entered youth, I realized that my childhood dreams were stupid, silly and hard to come true. Everything is so unfathomable and so simple and perishable. The past is fleeting, white clouds stroll leisurely in the blue sky, and my childish laughter is indispensable on the earth. Squeezing a delicate and nameless wild flower and humming a nursery rhyme composed by myself, I sat on the floor with my hands propped on my cheeks among the wild chrysanthemums. Full of beautiful reverie and longing for the unknown world.
However, the breeze can't tie the clouds, and the clouds can't take my kite away. The calm sky is my ideal palette. Childhood is a ship made of paper, sailing farther and farther until it sinks into the sea and disappears.
I had to wave goodbye to my childhood, and I grew up before I could savor the colorful years like meteors. When you grow up, you will find that life is regrettable and imperfect in the face of a bizarre and complicated world. There are too many helplessness and heavy worries in life. There are too many difficulties and bumps. Life after growing up is not a meaningful poem, a touching dream, a gorgeous painting, not to mention a beautiful fairy tale woven when I was a child. When I grow up, I will know where I come from, and I will never believe that I will jump out of a stone like the Monkey King. When I grow up, I gradually understand the world. So there is a layer between the heart and the heart, which gradually becomes round, so there is less understanding. When I grow up, my childhood dreams are no longer ethereal and beautiful. It turns out that all the stories in fairy tales are deceptive. I will never blindly believe that all the stories are true again.
When you grow up, you may get a lot. But also lost a lot. what can I say? It will only leave a trace of regret.
Three years of junior high school passed quietly, and the graduation bell pierced my calm heart, and a boat full of tears sailed into my heart. Farewell, no, it's time to hate farewell. I feel a little disappointed.
I stepped into the campus where I get along day and night, and the past appeared in front of me. Miss Wang, do you still remember that time? My parents went out to do business that day and put me in foster care with my 70-year-old grandmother. The weather in summer is like a fox's face. The weather is uncertain. It was sunny at school, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs after school. The wind mixed with lightning is really scary. I was anxious to see my classmates being picked up by their parents one by one. I was the only one left in the classroom, staring at Danan outside the window. Just then, Miss Wang, you motherly sent me the most precious feelings in the world that can't be described in words. "Xiaohong, don't worry!" You are holding an umbrella and smiling. Please pass me your umbrella, put it on my shoulder and go to the playground with me. Who knows, the playground was flooded, so you resolutely took off your shoes and picked me up and left. Can I forget this moment? Will I not cherish this feeling? Miss Wang, I am a child now. I will leave you, I can't bear to leave you, and I will leave the alma mater where you and I grew up.
Walking into the classroom that has been inseparable for three years, I recall the enthusiastic cheers of my classmates: "Xiaohong, you won the lottery!" " ""the first in the city! "... all this, how can you leave your classmates as close as brothers? You argue with me in class, so don't mention the excitement. After class, how happy you are to play here and there and talk about everything. Now, we have to go our separate ways, some for further study, and some for socialist construction. Students, "However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will still be our neighbor", and may our friendship last forever.
I'm going to go and look back at this familiar place. The feeling of farewell suddenly welled up in my heart, and my nose was sour, so I couldn't help but cry at last. Farewell, hate farewell, I really can't tell.
Farewell composition 10 The past is like water. Pushing the boat I remember to the sea; The past is like a five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.
Gently knock on the door of memory and listen to the voice of childhood. A gust of autumn wind brushed my cheek. On the tree of memory, leaves are falling leisurely, bending down to pick up one. Every thread in it records a story from ignorance to understanding. Bring the leaves to the sun to reveal my story. ...
When I was a child, I liked eating fish very much. So, dad often cooks. Whenever I eat fish, my father eats fish tail and my mother eats fish head. The meat on the fish belly is naturally mine. I saw my parents eating fish heads and tails with relish. Every time I fight for it, they always say, "We love these." I always thought: fish head and fish tail must be delicious. Once, I clamored for fish head, and my mother insisted on putting it in my bowl. I regard the small bowl as a treasure, lest others take it away. I carefully observe the fish head and really don't know where to start eating. I had to start eating from my cheeks, and I vomited as soon as I took a bite. "The fish head tastes terrible," I complained. I want to eat fish tail again. Dad picked a piece of meat without thorns from the fish tail, and I put it in my mouth carefully, which was much more delicious than the meat on the fish head. I put the fish tail in a bowl and ate it, but after eating for a long time, there were not many fish, all of them were thorns. I know the fish head and fish tail are terrible, so I still eat the meat on the fish belly, but I don't know why my parents still eat them since the fish head and fish tail are so terrible. This was a silly and naive question when I was a child. I didn't understand it until I grew up. My parents wanted me to eat more meat and eat fish heads and tails when I grew up. It is my parents' love for me, and my parents' love is selfless!
Looking back on the road, a series of footprints, each footprint is a story. Time flies like a blink of an eye. The wind is the same. Time takes away the years without leaving a trace, and childhood is gone forever. Those childhood memories came to my eyes one by one. I have become a girl in my childhood, but my parents' love for me has never changed ... In my childhood, this string of sour and sweet grapes brought me infinite happiness and memories.
Farewell composition 1 1 In life, it is inevitable to say goodbye to friends, family and classmates.
Speaking of "goodbye", I remembered my good friend-Enoch. She is my best partner in kindergarten. We are not only in a kindergarten, a class, but also neighbors. I remember when I was a child, we would play downstairs with other children every time after school. After playing for a while, all the other children left. We were bored, so we went upstairs and went home to play until our mother asked us to eat. I almost only play with him at school, because he is older than me, so every time I play house, I can only be a' sister'. But usually, he also takes care of my' sister'. Give me anything good. I remember one time I accidentally put. The water cup at home is broken. For this, my mother gave me a good scolding. I cried at that time. After a while, he came to play with me and saw my eyes were red. He ran home and got some sweets and gave me two. We are in bed. Want to eat secretly.
Not only that, we are in the same dance class. In the dance class, then I am equivalent to his' sister'. In dance class, I often lead the dance. My basic skills and dancing are good, but his dancing is not so good, so he often asks me about dancing movements after class, and I am happy to help him teach him dancing movements.
This situation lasted until I was six years old-I'm moving! We cried for a long, long time. Reluctantly, the other party also agreed to call every week. When I was ... packing, he suddenly gave me a piece of paper and gave it to me. And left. I opened the note and saw a farewell letter on it. Suddenly I cried and thought, if only we grew up together.
Life is always gathering and parting, and those who should come will definitely come.
Farewell composition 12 Farewell is bound to happen to one person, such as the old mother bidding farewell to her son who is going to work outside the home, her sister bidding farewell to her brother who is going to college, her children bidding farewell to her classmates in kindergarten, and I bidding farewell to my friends in my hometown.
I have a very good friend in my hometown, but I came to Zhengzhou with my parents when I was in the middle class in kindergarten. I was only four years old at that time, but I still remember the first parting scene. In the morning, my parents and I stood on the road waiting for the bus. We held hands and looked at each other silently when our parents were talking and laughing, without saying a word, as if the other party had disappeared in the blink of an eye. After I got on the bus, my friend called my name outside and came to say goodbye. I quickly reached out and waved the toy he gave me to say goodbye.
Later, every time I went back to my hometown, I flew to his house for the first time. Meeting is still a hug, telling each other about their school and classmates and sharing toy learning materials. Sometimes I will go to the Woods and ditches behind his house to recall our childhood pranks and play happily in the trees. Every time we meet, time flies.
Now, when we grow up, we all have our own studies and can only meet during the New Year. Usually, we still think of the happy time together and the feeling of being reluctant to part with each other when we are apart. This memory of saying goodbye to friends always keeps fresh in my mind.
Farewell composition 13 Each of us will have a farewell experience, so will I. I have a sister who has been studying very well. She graduated from Hunan University with honors. She came back this summer vacation.
During the summer vacation, she helped me with my homework and recommended many good books to me. We also made a model hut and played badminton together. ...
Now that the summer vacation is over, she decided to work in Beijing, which made me very sad. Dad took her to the car that day and said to me before he left, "You must study hard and read more books after I go to Beijing, so that you will have a chance to be admitted to your favorite university in the future." You love painting so much that you should observe and practice more at ordinary times, but your homework is too slow. This must be changed, otherwise we can't do anything without time. "I am ashamed of what my sister said and thought: My sister is right. I can't do anything well if I don't hurry. " I'm not at home. You should take good care of grandma. She has a bad memory. You should be more patient. "Sister continued. At this time, my father urged: "Get on the bus quickly, the high-speed rail will wait for no one for a while. "Sister get on the bus, my eyes are red. I quickly said to my sister, "don't worry, sister, I will get rid of procrastination and take good care of my grandmother." You should take care of yourself and contact me when you get to Beijing. "
The car left, and I silently said with tears in my heart, "Goodbye, sister, I must study hard and be admitted to a university like you."
Farewell to prose 14 ups and downs, get along with each other day and night; Flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls. Inadvertently, I experienced a six-year career in primary school. In the past six years, every laugh, every tear, every story, every experience and every touch have impressed me deeply. Now that we are about to bid farewell to our alma mater, a feeling of attachment arises spontaneously.
Remember three years ago, we just entered the fourth primary school. That year, the flowers we planted with our own hands are now smiling in the wind beside the ruins. Although we are about to leave the lovely campus now, I will never forget that here, we planted spring and harvested autumn. We studied hard, laughed and chased. Under the blue sky, on the boiling playground and in the bright classroom, we solemnly swore with our teachers under the national flag. We shed tears for not winning the first prize in tug-of-war. We worked together for the success of comprehensive quality evaluation. All this is due to our most respected teacher, teacher, thank you, thank you, teacher.
Now, in two days, we will leave you and embark on a new journey, recalling that the boys in the class will not go up and down the stairs in an orderly way. In addition to your serious education, you will go from the first floor to the third floor, from the third floor to the first floor, over and over again until everyone can walk. Recalling our military training in the first few days of school, the teacher and we stood in the scorching sun, squatting and running to the station, and hated you very much. Recalling that we accidentally met our little brother, with a dismissive look on our faces, we turned around, met your stern eyes, and quickly turned around to help our little brother say sorry. I know how to observe discipline, I know how to persist, and I know how to love others. All this is due to our most respected teacher, teacher, thank you, thank you, teacher.
A thousand words can't express my feelings at the moment. I only use the practical actions of these two days to prove our gratitude. On behalf of all the students in grade six, I swear: In these two days, I will review carefully, observe discipline, love my younger brothers and sisters, and repay my alma mater and teachers with practical actions. Goodbye, alma mater! Goodbye, teacher! Say to you again: teacher, thank you, thank you, teacher.
Farewell composition 15 Farewell is something that people have to face all their lives. Although it is sometimes hard to accept, it is an unchangeable reality.
There will be many things, scenes, friends and relatives saying goodbye in life. Although sometimes I really don't want to leave, it is not suitable to complete a friendship or family relationship because of their respective States. Just like the house you have lived in for more than ten years and the newer house, people often choose their own hut because they may have spent a lot of ups and downs in this house and are unwilling to leave.
Farewell may make a person lose for a long time, but sometimes he knows he can't bear to part with it, but he wants to cut off all the experiences by himself. Maybe it's because he already feels that this relationship is about to break up. It's better to end it early so that he doesn't leave too many regrets here.
Sometimes memories are beautiful, but sometimes people are always disappointed, because it is the most uncomfortable time to suddenly part with a good friend, but the happy time together passes quickly, just like just meeting and parting. At this time, people are always particularly desperate, because they don't know when and under what background the next meeting will be. Farewell is really a terrible way to say goodbye, because maybe he just said goodbye to himself, which may mean that he will never see you again, so you must cherish the person or thing you cherish most now. Don't let that person say goodbye to you because of your little mistake, then you can only recall that wonderful memory by yourself.