Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, my elementary school learning life will be over in a flash. There are less than two months, we will graduate. Before leaving the alma mater, my heart is full of attachment.
I can't forget my beloved teacher's teaching to us, and I can't forget your kind eyes. From recognizing words and learning numbers to be able to write and calculate, you for us to worry about how much thought, how much sweat. You are like a hard-working gardener, with manna to water us these flowers of the motherland; you are like a candle, burning themselves to light us up, your teachings to us always haunt my heart. You say, the teacher's help to us, can I forget?
I can't forget my classmates, can't forget the strong friendship between us. In these six years, we have spent what wonderful years, through how much wind and rain. We used to struggle in the sea of knowledge, play happily on the playground, but six years passed in the blink of an eye, we are going to break up, how can my heart be calm? That time, I fell in gym class, my knee skinned, blood, is the students to me to extend the hand of friendship, one rushed up to the class, quickly take down the medical box, some assisted me, help me to the shade, some help me bandage the wound, and send me home after school. When my mom brought out snacks to treat you, you just said "thank you" and left.
I can not forget the alma mater, every day, see the playground many students running, playing basketball, playing soccer figure, let us strong body. Flower beds in the shade of green trees, flowers and willows, everywhere is full of life, there are a few students in it to catch butterflies, sunshine and warm, warm wind blowing, the whole campus is full of refreshing fragrance of flowers, this elegant fragrance so that change the homework of the teacher, struggling to write the homework of the students to forget the fatigue, forget about the trouble, and what a harmonious picture ah!
There is a saying: flowers have a re-blooming day, people no longer young. I will cherish the few days of elementary school life, do a good job every day, to draw a successful conclusion to their own elementary school life.
Today is the last day of our semester to go back to school, and this day is the last day to say goodbye to our alma mater.
From a year of carrying a small schoolbag, by parents holding hands, sent to the front of your teacher, from that day on, I know, I am an elementary school student. The most sacred moment in my memory is the first time to participate in the school's flag-raising ceremony, I saw so many big brothers and sisters wearing a red scarf, raised his right fist, I envy them, soon, I also wear a bright red scarf, I was so happy then.
From then on, I knew I was a pioneer, I recited the code of conduct for primary school students, I listened to the teacher's teachings all the time, I enjoyed the happy education in school, I wandered in the sea of books, I knew the responsibilities and obligations.
As the grade rises, I know more knowledge, in the sea of knowledge, I know the inheritance of the cultural heritage of Laozi, Confucius and so on, I understand the astronauts who traveled to space uncles of the hard work and the motivation to explore knowledge. I enjoyed the teachings of my ancestors. In the sea of knowledge, it also opens my ideal, I also want to become a useful person to the society and the country.
I don't know from what moment, I know how to work hard, know how to pay, know how to feel sorry for the teacher, know how to love the school, and know that we will leave here in the near future to explore the broader sky of knowledge.
Just the pace of time is too fast, as if yesterday we are still a group of first-grade beanbags, today how to grow into a fifth-grade college students, the thought of leaving today, will be a turning point in our student life, the heart or endure the reluctance.
The teacher asked us to the playground for duty, we are more than usual a point of seriousness, a leaf, a grass root, we are picking up the clean, let's do it again for the school contribution!
When the bell rang at the end of the school day, the class president shouted to stand up: we all bow to the teacher, thank you, dear teacher, we will not forget you!
Goodbye teacher, goodbye, alma mater!
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I spent five springs, summers, autumns and winters on the campus, and the bits and pieces of the Alma Mater replayed in my mind. Here, how many laughs sprinkled here; here, how much sweat left here; here, how many teachers' hard words written here ...... These little things, forever in my brain to stay!
Six years of time to say short on short, say long also long, remember just on the first grade when I saw the senior classmates always think that six years is a very long experience, but now I look back to the past, only to find that the original time unconsciously lost, when I was young, I always look forward to be able to vacation a little earlier, go to fly to the sky in my heart to play, but now tense learning life not only did not let me bored, but let me! The first thing I've learned from this is that many of my classmates have never expressed their love for each other.
Almost graduated, and will soon say goodbye to my dear alma mater. At this time, the heart is a deep sense of longing. The heart of a thousand thousand reluctant. We still have to walk away silently. I strolled alone in the alma mater, carefully watching every corner of this place. The grass and trees here shook their heads at me in the breeze, as if saying goodbye to me, a friend who had been with me for almost six years. The flowers here are still so colorful, grass is still so green, the fragrance of flowers a burst of welcome ...... The first thing that I want to do is to get out of the house and get out of the house.
Although we return here later, this has become our alma mater; although we are not sure we can meet again; although, we can never return to the classroom of the eighth class to listen to the lesson; but we will always be the most united fly it! Fly! Is the alma mater put me to fly, no matter stay or not, this step sooner or later to go, go ......
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Goodbye, Alma Mater!
I cry softly from the bottom of my heart. The sad and gentle night and day intertwined and filled the entire summer. However, when the teacher announced on Monday that the graduation examination would be held next week, the news spread like the breath of summer with surprise and attachment.
Goodbye, Alma Mater!
At the moment, the mottled handwriting on the desk looks so intimate and familiar. There will be people on the table drafts, signatures, paintings are not a lot. Some of them are the handwriting left by brothers and sisters, the light is reluctant to leave, to be carefully considered. The desktop correction fluid left sentence Japanese, more people guess constantly.
Goodbye, alma mater!
Look at the creeper attached to the back wall, green and somewhat resolute, a small pale flesh-colored footprints climbed in my heart. Perhaps, when we have not unearthed, the deep love of the alma mater will be y imprinted in the heart. Years later found so love this small campus, such as mellow wine. When the wind of nostalgia will be snuggled in your cheeks, you realize that the longer the memory of the time, the more you start to cherish.
Goodbye, alma mater!
Unconsciously, wordlessly, the original little carrot head has grown up, in the struggle, in the effort. Spiritual fulfillment comes from this small land. Everyone offers a little bit of warmth, the smaller the space, the stronger the love. Fifty-three faces, fifty-three voices, and from then on each goes his own way to find his own home. Perhaps, the friendship is still there, but maybe it will not reduce the distance.
Goodbye, Alma Mater! The big blackboard had my handwriting, the blackboard newspaper is our own painting. Last year's laughter on New Year's Day, this year's Children's Day dance are paved with hard work sweat and tears. Jumping ribbons, playing shuttlecock, playing volleyball ...... playgrounds and classrooms everywhere blooming flowers of joy.
And now I am leaving.
Goodbye, alma mater! I am crying softly from the bottom of my heart.
The wind and the rain, the day and the night, the seasons, the blossoming and the falling. Inadvertently, I hastily spent six years of elementary school career. 6 years, in the alma mater of every smile, every tear, every story, every experience, every touch, all make me unforgettable. Now, I am about to say goodbye to my alma mater, a wave of feelings of attachment to the alma mater, arise.
Looking back 6 years ago, I was a first-grade student. That year, we planted flowers on the flower bed in the playground with our own hands, and now beside the broken bricks and rubble, the flowers are showing their delicate posture to the wind. Although, we are about to leave the lovely alma mater, but I will always remember, here, we have sown the spring, harvest fall, we have learned by heart, laughing and chasing, in the blue canopy, with a tender voice, singing a song of happiness "life march".
Looking back, the heart of the time in reverse. When I was a child, life is full of flavors, I only know the sweet, proud and capricious, clothes to hand, food to mouth, however, life is not only sweet. After going to school, I realized this, so as to be humble and learn to face setbacks and difficulties. In the life of my alma mater, I gradually understand the true meaning of life: a person can not have the wisdom of the wise man that observes everything in the world of enlightenment, but to know how to love life, have a life, in the life of my alma mater, I experienced the friendship of the `sincerity; to help each other, the snow in the charcoal, with a full of blood watering the square field of friendship. Now, I am going to graduate, about to say goodbye to my alma mater, I can only be reluctant to part with when the fondness into ambition, do my best to return to my alma mater. In the remaining month, I want to double my efforts to learn, courageous forward, so that life once again bloom smile, so that life again surging tide, to create the best results, to return to my alma mater on my cultivation of grace.
Soon to say goodbye to the alma mater, before saying goodbye, I face the sunrise, hands together, eyes closed, tiptoe, so that the light and heat burn every part of my heart touched, to the alma mater, teachers and classmates affectionately said "Precious"!
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Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, it's time for us to leave Alma Mater. Time, in the young joys and sorrows quietly slipped away. Looking back, both to do the wrong thing criticized when the pain, but also when the teacher praised the happy; both the test did not test well chagrin, but also the test to get a high score of pride; both the students between the noise, friction, but also between the students of friendship, help; both the students in the Games on the concerted efforts to fight, but also the students to discuss the red-faced arguments....... ...
All of this is vivid in my mind. But I know that time can not be turned back, here, I can only say: Goodbye, alma mater! We only take a little bit of memories about here and those one by one unfulfilled dreams away ......
Goodbye, lovely alma mater. In these six years, you have made us understand the taste of sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. You also brought me so many friends, so that we do not know to meet, and from meeting into classmates, from classmates into friends ...... is that they give me help and comfort, is that they give me encouragement and confidence, thank you, alma mater!
Goodbye, beloved teacher. Can't forget your wise teachings, can't forget your kind eyes.! You are like a candle, burning themselves, illuminating others; you are like a gardener, for the motherland to cultivate a batch and a batch of pillars ...... teacher, you worked hard! I will never forget you!
Goodbye, dear classmates. I can't forget the deep friendship between us, can't forget that we live together, study together, play with those times. Now, we are going to leave the alma mater, to fly in all directions, but I will not forget that we *** with the possession of the elementary school time, because it is happy, unforgettable, eternal! It is the best memories of our pure teenage years!
Goodbye, fluttering with our laughter of the trail; goodbye, full of our memories of the classroom; goodbye, hide our footprints of the playground ...... goodbye, alma mater.
Goodbye, Alma Mater8The meaning of the word "goodbye" is easy to explain, that is, the last words spoken at the time of separation. We have used too many "goodbyes", for example: you have to say goodbye to your friend who is on the same road with you when he arrives home; you have to say goodbye to your teacher when you leave school at noon or in the evening. ------ In the past, we did not say goodbye without sadness, but this time I felt a burst of sadness in my heart when I said goodbye.
This year, we are in sixth grade, is our last year in our alma mater, and it is also this year, we are going to graduate. Graduation means the end of elementary school life, we have to cross the door of the middle school. Entering the door of middle school means that our childhood is coming to an end, and we are going to say goodbye to our alma mater! We have spent six years of our lives in elementary school, and many of our childhood memories are stored in a corner here. Even if the school building is rebuilt, the playground is rebuilt, and the back garden is rebuilt, the memories, laughter, and good wishes we stored there will never be forgotten. Soon, I will have to leave the campus where I have lived for six years, and leave my dear classmates and beloved teachers, and I am a bit reluctant to do so.
Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye we have spent six years, we will soon be promoted to junior high school, childhood, like a flower after the flowering season, slowly withered and disappeared. When I was in the second or third grade, I used to think that I could keep the time, as long as I unplugged the batteries from the watch and didn't tear the calendar. At that time, I was still naive and did not know that time never stops, alas.
Six years of time so past, childhood so fly by, I will soon say goodbye to the alma mater, goodbye, beloved teachers; goodbye, dear classmates; goodbye, alma mater!
Goodbye, Alma Mater 9Early in the morning, I greeted the morning glory into the campus, looking at the road, laughing and joking students, amiable teachers, wide plaza, high school building ...... think about leaving, this immensely familiar everything let me stay.
Looking at the square that fluttered high five-star red flag, the ears and echoed the flag-raising ceremony on the solemn national anthem, we together to the right hand raised high above our heads, eye to see the five-star red flag rising, in the blue sky fluttering in the wind, this is how sacred, what a wonderful time ah!
Walked to the lecture hall standing in front of the teaching building, as if back to that exciting moment, I clearly remember, that day the Chinese Academy of Astronautics doctoral supervisor - Professor Xu Bangnian came to our school to make a report, I was eager to know the answer to a question, so I was the first to raise my hand, asked: "Where does China's aerospace industry rank in the world?" The professor told us it was third, and I was satisfied when I finally knew the answer. When the presentation came to an end, the professor gave me a medal for my bold speech. After thanking me, I was so happy that I carefully looked over the bronze-colored round medal with a row of round letters: Chinese Academy of Sciences! The students congratulated me, which gave me a great encouragement to my young heart!
Into the broad and bright classroom, ears overflowing with the happy laughter of students, we listen to the teacher quietly together, together with the positive answer to the question, where we have had the success of the laughter, but also experienced the failure of the sore ...... but we will not stop the struggle.
That wide plastic playground, is to leave the most laughter, physical education class we run, play games together, tired to lie on the soft playground, basking in the warm sun, looking at the vast sky, said funny jokes and happy things ......
In this innocent time, we spent The happy elementary school life, with our departure will be turned into never erase the memories, these memories are like the beautiful little mermaid in the morning sunshine into foam, that light happiness and sadness will always remain in the sea, stay in my mind.
Goodbye, dear teachers, students! Goodbye, dear alma mater! Thank you for giving me knowledge and strength, I will try to move forward!
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Time passes with the passage of time, from our side quietly away. Ah, the beautiful alma mater, I'm about to leave you and go, the heart is how reluctant, in the vibrant campus, and students to help each other, the classroom, and the teacher speech knowledge, but after school time is able to talk about friends, all of which are vivid in my mind, engraved in the bottom of my heart ......
Stroll to the familiar campus, first Into the eyes of the broad cement road, planted on both sides of the tall and upright, evergreen pine trees, seems to be a guard, standing straight on both sides of the school gate, defending the campus lively and lovely ''small flowers''; see, talking about this, ''small flowers''. ''Little flowers'' are running over to this side: happy to play, excited jumping, naughty to a mischief ......
To the right to see, the broad playground In the past, I was as carefree as they were, just focusing on playing, but now, it's different from the past, I've grown up, I understand, I'm more concerned, I'm always anxious to do well in my studies, I've hurt my brain, and I've had a lot of trouble, but I've never regretted it, because my teacher's encouragement, my classmates' help, and my family's comfort have enabled me to overcome my difficulties, my fears, and my success in surpassing myself. Self, I will put your care and good to me in mind ......
Continue to go forward, quiet and full of learning atmosphere of the library appeared in front of us, into the, a variety of books on the bookshelf, students sitting in chairs quietly reading, if this time a small needle fell on the ground, the sound can be heard! Clearly. Further ahead, there is a rockery, rockery around the clear water, which has a variety of colors of fish, from time to time can also see small turtles slowly climbed the rockery sun. Into the steps is the teaching building, the old far away can hear the sound of reading aloud, now, hear more clearly, I was intoxicated in this loud reading ......
Ah, the beautiful campus, I love you, goodbye.
Goodbye, Alma Mater 11Cherry blossoms once opened and fell six times in the ebb and flow. The wheel of life also added six circles, we initially met in the playground, gathered in the purple cherry blossoms around the experimental elementary school.
From the transfer to today, the calendar has been torn more than fifteen hundred, each calendar, seems to be a colorful photo, recorded the school life, recorded a little bit of my life, I seem to see the teacher hoarse voice in class, the students patiently explain to each other doubtful questions ......
> I remember, three years ago, one day, my composition got "selected" words, I was surprised - my article rarely get "selected" words. I was surprised - my essays had rarely been "selected". My brain was filled with impulse and excitement at once. I still remember that it was an essay about running away from home. When I was young, I was stubborn and never gave in, and running away from home could be regarded as a piece of cake. It was a very long piece of writing, four and a half pages of monogrammed letterhead. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of information about the person you're talking to, and then you'll be able to get a good deal of information about the person you're talking to. Essay as a model reading, I was very apprehensive. The class is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear my "fluttering, fluttering" heartbeat. I spoke a little faster, with a slight vibrato. After reading the paragraph of physical description, Ms. Valley indicated that I stopped and asked, "Abstract, right?" Said I was the essence and sped up my speech and reread it. A **** read three times, engraved in my mind, the achievement of my tomorrow. ......
Dear teachers, dear fellow students, six years of light time rushed by, here the cherry blossom trees as usual with my own beautiful points out vibrant vitality. We have to say goodbye to the beautiful childhood, say goodbye to the colorful red scarf, ready to go to a new school.
Goodbye, dear alma mater. In your embrace, we become strong from fragility, from fear to valor. Today we are the pillars of the motherland, please be proud of us, goodbye, alma mater, and then look back, your one stone.
Goodbye, dear classmates, let us engrave had been carved together every day and night, the life of the little and little, so that the friendship will last forever.
Goodbye, dear teacher, you are a diligent gardener, we these flowers of the motherland will never forget you, because of our growth, all bathed in your sunshine and rain.
Goodbye, alma mater, we will always remember you.
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Standing on the side of the road, looking in from the butterfly-shaped gate, the campus has also become butterfly-shaped, such as butterflies flapping their wings, bringing me five years of elementary school wonderful permanent memories.
I seem to see my classmates come to the school gate early every day to say hello to teachers and students. The school door is still so solid, so open this, waiting for our arrival. It is as if the mother opened her warm embrace for a long time.
Stopping at the spacious hallway, the eye-catching sign appeared on my side. I seem to hear the students neat footsteps, slowly stepped here. I remember every time we step on the stairs "thump" sound, the teacher will let us walk through here again and again.
The walls of the classroom are still white and the floor is still smooth and clean. But I can only stay here for the last few times. Ten minutes of labor, that busy scene, like a movie, in front of my eyes again replayed. I've done my part to help the environment, too, a few times. Here is still our classroom, still the same for us to learn.
At this time, the playground came from the students "cheering" sound, from the top down, the fourth grade two classes of students in the tug of war. A class lost, but not discouraged, students encourage each other, for the next game to prepare. I remember the "Treadstone Crossing" competition in fifth grade, where every member of the team fought hard and struggled. I was no exception, and I moved forward as hard as I could. In the end, we won the other five classes, the sound of joy echoed in the blue sky above the campus for a long time ...... The breeze blew the pungent fragrance of osmanthus, and when I saw the younger children playing under the tree, I seemed to play the "guessing" game that we played at that time. The fragrance of osmanthus has not changed, or that kind of smell, in the classroom, into the bottom of my heart.
Alma mater, I am about to leave you to continue to sail. But I am no longer that just stepped into the school door of the ignorant child, when I waved goodbye to you, has been a vigorous middle school students!
Goodbye, alma mater! I will come to see you, definitely ......
Goodbye, Alma Mater13Farewell, my dear alma mater, I stood on the first floor platform, looking at all this is still so familiar: the arch of the school gate, in the air across an arc, remember that the top is written in a few big words: Shanghai Fushan Foreign Language Primary School. Then look at the playground, a group of third and fourth grade little brothers and sisters are playing a variety of games: some jump rope, some shuttlecock, some have to play hide-and-seek ...... but also from time to time out of a burst of silvery bell-like laughter. The small garden is full of flowers, cherry blossom tree, cherry blossom swaying her dance skirt, said: "Welcome welcome, I am the cherry blossom baby!" Dandelion also opened her little umbrella, look! And the children were enjoying the flowers under the trees.
Farewell, my dear alma mater, which I love with all my heart!
Do you remember the parade on October 16th half a year ago? In order to get a good name, we practiced hard in September, each not afraid of the hot weather, some students in the practice of half-kneeling this action when the skin of the knee broken also do not call a bitter, a complaint, training, we want: must be well trained! The first step is to get the award!
Finally came to October 16, that day, we went to the Ruihua campus, all in high spirits, to meet the game, the last second before the game, we silently said in our hearts: "Go!" Finally, we won the game.
Farewell, I love my alma mater, I love my alma mater with all my heart!
The grass and flowers also recorded our nostalgia for our alma mater. Teachers read aloud ......
At this time, I thought: I am about to graduate but I will not forget this beautiful and recorded endless teacher-student friendship campus, I will not forget in the alma mater spent a minute and a second.
Goodbye, my dear alma mater! I will always remember you!
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Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, I have been a sixth-grade elementary school students, in a month or so, we are about to leave a solid primary school, leaving our lovely alma mater. In six years of elementary school life, although not smooth sailing, but also very full. In these six years, we have mixed feelings of sadness and joy, sweet and sour are all tasted, in these six years it is hard to make a lot of good friends, but then we have to separate, it is really a little bit reluctant to part with, the thought that I have to live in an unfamiliar environment, learning, I feel afraid; the thought that I have to re-live the days of no friends, I feel sad.
I still vaguely remember the first day of first grade, Mr. Xue stood on the podium, greeted the parents of the students, I was so scared, my heart jumped and jumped, like a small rabbit, thumping. Looking around the classroom, every student is a good stranger, and for a while I did not know what to do, I had to tug at the corner of my own clothes, standing alone ......
Who would not have thought that this is such a class, and ultimately became a unity and friendship, full of warmth of the family, students like brothers and sisters like pro, but just in the At this time, we are going to graduate, to leave the six (3) class, every student realizes that time passes by in a hurry, and it is impossible to return, so it will be more cherished this beautiful but short time. We used to swim in the sea of knowledge and play in the flat playground, but six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and we are going to separate from each other, how can my mood be calm?
Almost graduated, the heart has a lot of reluctance, reluctant to our campus, reluctant to our classroom, reluctant to our classroom tables and chairs, the most reluctant to DD our teachers, your sincere lessons, kind eyes make me y unforgettable, six years, you not only taught us the knowledge of the textbooks, but also taught us to do the reasoning of the human being, I hope that the last month passes by! I hope this last month will go by slower and slower! Goodbye, beloved teachers; Goodbye, dear classmates. Goodbye, feeding my six-year alma mater!
Goodbye, Alma Mater 15On the playground, there is a group of lively children, perhaps to win the game cheering, perhaps to lose the game crying, a hint of sadness smell brushed, which is the year we ......
Through the rows of years of corridors, I walked back to a year ago. "Hmph, we're definitely going to win!" "You girls suck!" The exasperated boys and girls, with their little faces raised high in the air, leapt to their feet in preparation for the long rope jump. The game began, the girls did not flinch in the face of the fast flinging long rope, the boys also had no fear, everyone jumped sweaty. After a while, Xiao Zhou was accidentally caught by the long rope, jerking his eyes, delaying the girls and causing them to lose the game. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Xiao Zhou lowered his red eyes. "It's okay!" "Yeah! Cheer up next time!" "Go for it!" The girls joined the camp. "I don't blame you, you guys danced less in the first place!" I don't know which unlucky person, accidentally attracted a large wave of girls "hunting", the playground came from the silver bells like laughter.
Stepping on the rough granite, touching the cold railings, my heart melancholy. Alma mater! What a warm word! It is you who gave me laughter and tears, it is you who gave me love and friendship! I looked to the railing just accepted the baptism of heavy rain, but also some indescribable taste. A few months ago, we also lying on the top of the talk about our ideals. We seem to be as hot as fire in the summer, full of vision for the future, full of hope for life. Can not forget the students who live together, and how can we forget the teachers who work hard! It is often said that the silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and begins to dry up. Your joys and sorrows are all determined by us. You will because of the high quality of students' homework, and smile often open, you will because of the progress of students, and happy on the whole day.
I stepped on the green stone, came to the plastic track. At one time, we even jumped six laps around it. A gust of wind blew through, blowing away the fallen leaves, blowing away these years of time.
In the face of the familiar scenery and things, I can not help but feel the ups and downs, goodbye, alma mater!