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Goodbye to the alma mater sixth grade essay Part 1
years in a hurry, blossom and fall, six years of elementary school life is coming to an end, recalling six years of life in the alma mater, alma mater of a grass, a tree, a brick and a tile how can I forget it?
I can't forget that the spring flowers bloomed in the spring. That day we came to the vibrant back garden to look for spring, the back garden of the bamboo draws out a few pieces of green shoots, shoots on the occasional stay a few small insects, they are in the green leaves on the east to hide, hide and seek. It seems to be playing hide-and-seek with us! It's really springtime!
I can't forget, that sunny summer. Our school ushered in the annual June 1 festival. In the flea market, some people in their own stalls to sell their own things, some people and the "small boss" bargaining! There were also people wandering around with a drink in their hands! It's a real hustle and bustle!
I can't forget, the autumn of the fragrance of the laurel. Autumn girl with light footsteps, quietly came to our campus full of ink, autumn girl with their own slender hands gently flick, the whole campus has become a golden yellow. A breeze blew, the leaves on the trees drifted down to the plastic runway, the red runway will be paved with a yellow carpet.
I can not forget, the silver winter, the snow girl came to our campus, the entire campus into a snowy world, the eaves of the house grew many crystal clear "stalactites" cedar cloak a thick and white cotton coat. Classes, students have come to the playground, the large flower beds ...... students with a large and round snowballs smashed to smash, the snow left the students' laughter.
I can not forget, dear teacher.
I can't forget my classmates.
I can't forget ......
Goodbye alma mater sixth grade essay Part 2The years rush, blossom and fall, six years of elementary school life is about to pass, looking back, alma mater, a little bit of a drop, a brick, a tile, a piece of grass and a tree, will turn into a beautiful memory, forever engraved in my heart.
Teachers are the engineers of the human soul, teachers have the spirit of self-sacrifice of the candle, but also a heart of gold, chalk stained the teacher's hair, homework simmering red teacher's eyes, the teacher's love and love for us is as deep as the sea, as high as the blue sky. That time, it is Mr. Chen let me know the honesty ......
That day, is Mr. Chen took over our class after the first Thursday, Mr. Chen assessed the test paper, urged students to remember to bring home to parents to sign. I carried my backpack and walked forward with a heavy step, just then, I found that the straight and flat path somehow became extra bumpy, the flowers and plants on the roadside became dark, and even the blue sky in the morning became gray. I was worried: would I be harshly criticized when I got home, or would I be "fried with bamboo shoots"? And all this is not good - all from that one "8" paper "88" points paper. At this time, I silently thought: can hide as long as possible, why ask for trouble. So, I gently put the paper into the character book.
The next day in the morning reading class, the students handed over their test papers to the teacher to check, when the teacher checked me, puzzled and asked: "Xiaoning, why is there no parent's signature on your test paper?" I stammered: "I ...... my parents traveled for office work." At once, the whole classroom murmured, "How could it be so coincidental? It's a lie." At this time, Xiaoming stood up and said seriously, "Teacher, Xiaoning lied, this morning I saw with my own eyes that it was Xiaoning's mom who sent Xiaoning to school." "I believe Xiaoning." I raised my head, so good to meet Mr. Chen's soft gaze, so clear that it seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, but without the slightest hint of blame. Since then, from Mr. Chen's gaze, I learned to be an honest person.
The love of hands and feet is better than the friendship of fish and water. Six years of schoolmate love, make me understand a lot, more let me learn tolerance. I remember once, the language class is over, I am ready to hand over the work on the podium, who knows, I just out of the position, accidentally a pen of Wen Wen knocked off on the ground, I was the first to complain, loudly criticized Wen Wen: "You put this pen so biased dry? You don't put it on a good desk, you put it on the corner of the desk, humph, deserved it!" "You, you ......" Wenwen just wanted to say something, but then swallowed his words.
"Ding bell, ding bell ......" the class bell rang, Mr. Zheng held the test paper into the classroom, looking at the test paper, I thought: ah bad, last night before school Mr. Zheng instructed us to today's quiz has a drawing questions, but I did not bring a ruler, how to do? The papers were handed out, beads of sweat dripped down from my head, just as I was fretting, Wenwen asked, "Did you not bring a ruler?" I nodded. "With a snap, Wenwen's ruler was cut into two pieces, "Here, take it." Wen Wen said kindly. I was so grateful I didn't know what to say. After the quiz was over, I handed the cut-off ruler to Wenwen, and I gratefully said to Wenwen, " Wenwen, thank you, not minding that I broke your pen, but also offering to lend me the ruler during the quiz, thank you." Wenwen guffawed, "Take a step back, friendship is priceless, can't it be exchanged for a fountain pen?" That time, I know tolerance.
Alma mater gave me valuable knowledge, sincere friendship, eternal teacher-student love, happy childhood! Six years of 'elementary school will become my most will recall the verse.
Goodbye Alma Mater 6th grade essay Part 3Light is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, time is easy to pass, never return, our elementary school life in the blink of an eye with the rush of time flew from our side across. Today we are about to say goodbye to our childhood, say goodbye to our teachers, and say goodbye to our alma mater. In the moment of leaving the alma mater, my heart is full of attachment, every time I recall the past my tears kept falling, a thousand emotions: such as a cup of coffee; such as a relaxed; such as a love song ...
Never forget the beloved teacher, forget the teacher's harsh criticism, forget the teacher's teaching, forget the teacher's kind words. Teachers are you from that innocent, ignorant children taught into the present lively and lovely, clever and clever us. You will we have to worry about how much heart, how much sweat. You are like a burning candle, you would rather sacrifice yourself, but also to light up the future of others, you are like a pile of matches, you would rather sacrifice yourself, but also to give others the warmth; you are like a navigational star, all the time to give us a designated direction. You are like a pile of matches, you would rather sacrifice yourself to give others warmth; you are like a navigational star, always give us the direction to move forward. Your figure of hard work for us, all the time in my world, your teachings to us are always ringing in my ears, it is so familiar, it is so clear, like yesterday.
Never forget the dear classmates, can not forget those good times we spend time together, can not forget our playful and playful look, can not forget our jealousy time, can not forget our deep friendship. In these six years we spent a golden childhood together, we experienced all kinds of sadness and joy together, with laughter, and joy and sadness, we spent a good time together, through how much wind and rain. We have struggled with the source of knowledge, we have fought with setbacks, we have fought with the wind and rain, we have played and fought on the playground, we have studied together in the neat classroom ...
But these six years are so short, it is about to separate us, and today we are going to be separated in the heat of the day, how can my heart be How can my heart be calm? I still remember, once I was suddenly sick in school, the whole class was careful to take care of me, they also help me to fight for food, at that time I could not help but cry out, they asked me why I cried, I sobbed, I said, I was too touched. They said to me that we are a collective, we are a family, we have to help each other, after that they that tissue paper to help me wipe my tears, I was really like a bird soaring in the blue sky, in the sky without worry, free and easy. We this close as brothers and sisters of the same classroom friendship, how can I forget it?
Never forget our beautiful and lovely alma mater, can not forget your energetic posture, you are like a kind mother, with sweet milk feeding us, strong growth. Every morning, you gazed at us with affection into your body, when you see us in the playground jumping around, work out a strong body, you show us that charming smile. More unforgettable is, we in your arms to get the flood of mother's love, get the knowledge, get wisdom, get to do people's reasoning. In your careful cultivation, how many talents have been raised, you raised them into, dancers, artists, stars ...
We are about to leave the campus tomorrow, I remember the alma mater of a grass and trees, I remember the teacher's teaching, full of lofty ideals and visions for a better future step out of the alma mater's door, to meet our new campus.
Goodbye, my beautiful and lovely alma mater, goodbye, my beloved teachers, goodbye, my dear students!
Goodbye alma mater sixth grade essay Part 4Graduation! I'm sorry, but I don't know what to say. We have really graduated! With sadness and happiness, we left the elementary school where we lived for six years.
Happy because we have grown up, and will soon enter the door of the middle school; and sad because we will soon say goodbye to my classmates who play with me all day long, and wave goodbye to the teachers who care about me. Looking back at the record of our childhood school, the heart of the reluctance to part with the feelings welling up in the heart. Six years of time passed in a hurry, I do not know how many stars I was intoxicated in the embrace of the alma mater, and at this time, waving a hand and how to erase this unceasingly like strands of attachment?
The big banyan tree next to the playground, looking at us from the innocent to the knowledge of the wider, looking at us to grow up in the campus. When I left the school, I looked at the old banyan tree, and remembered the scene: when the weather is hot, every time we finished physical education, we all coincidentally ran to the shade of the banyan tree to cool off, the banyan tree branches and leaves unselfishly embraced us, and drove away the heat for us.
Did not leave the school, think the school is not good, although the same building, always feel their own school inferior. Today, the moment I left my alma mater, I suddenly felt that my alma mater has become larger, enveloped me in it, the feeling as if leaving their homes to go to a foreign country, suddenly, I feel the warmth of home. Two lines of hot tears rolled down, not only me, even those who are usually strong boys, eyes also red.
However, there is no feast under the sky, we had to dry our tears, waved, backwards, towards the school gate, and to the school gate, and involuntarily stopped, looking around, the alma mater seems to say: "Go, boys, the outside world is more expansive, go show yourself!" We finally stepped out of the school door with heavy feet ......
Beloved alma mater, no matter how beautiful the school in the future, my heart, always remember you!
Goodbye Alma Mater Sixth Grade Essay Part 5Time flies! In the blink of an eye six years have gone by like this. I grew from a seedling into a small tree that will not fall even if the wind blows; from a small eagle that needs its mother's care to grow into a big eagle that can swim in the blue sky; from a toothy child to learn to speak, to grow into an articulate sixth-grader; from a toddler toddle us, to grow into a big child that runs fast. I really miss the minutes and seconds I spent before; I really miss the way our class sprinted hard when we started the field day; I really miss the laughter of my classmates when they were playing on the playground. That laughter let the wind girl to a far, far away place, with my thoughts and hopes fly away forever, those nostalgia will not be reproduced, the past is gone forever. Although it is gone forever, it is y imprinted in my mind and will never be forgotten! I will always remember the school everything everything, a tree, a flower, even if it is just a small grain of dust ...... I will remember y.
In the life of elementary school, I have experienced many things. There are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and happy, sad, touched and excited. I still have many, many things to say to my classmates and teachers. Although those things have gone without a word, but they still often appear in my mind, those things I will remember to forever, I will not forget.
Remember that is a language class, we are sitting upright is waiting for the arrival of humor, amiable teacher Yang, we look forward to ...... why look forward to it? Because last night the teacher left a very vivid composition. I made up the title is "I am a mosquito under the hot sun", that night I finished writing this essay, ready to read this essay, but I suddenly thought: "Oops! This essay is not written a little bad ah! After all, mosquitoes are one of the four pests! I also use the mosquito word tone to speak. Oops! What should I do? The teacher will not say ah! I'll rewrite it! But it's too late. I've worked so hard to write this. If I rewrite it, the inspiration is gone, it won't come back, and the composition I write will surely look like a pile of messy grass. I'd better take my chances! I went to sleep with an uneasy feeling. That night I really dreamed that Mr. Yang was looking at my essay in the office while secretly enjoying it! The next morning I arrived at school early. As soon as I saw my classmates, I asked, "Do you think it's okay for me to write about mosquitoes?" Some of them said, "Yes! It's quite creative." But others said: "I don't think so, mosquitoes are one of the four pests ah, how can I use it to write an essay?" When I heard someone say yes, I was especially happy, and when I heard someone say no, I was worried again. When class began, the teacher asked one or two students to read their essays. After a while, Ms. Yang read my essay herself. Now, the big stone in my heart finally fell down. The humorous teacher Yang read it to us in exaggerated and funny language. The students and teachers laughed their heads off. Ms. Yang was laughing so hard that her tears were almost running down her face. The classroom became a sea of laughter, wave after wave. When I saw my teacher and classmates laughing so happily, my heart was like eating honey, my heart was flying out of my chest, and my heart was filled with happiness and excitement that I had never felt before. Mr. Yang also praised me for my vivid and lively ...... essay writing, and I was very happy and relieved to hear this. Because the fruits of my labor have been recognized by the teacher and everyone. I'm really happy and pleased.
Mr. Yang, I have always wanted to say to you, but I have never had the opportunity. Take advantage of this opportunity now, I put my heart to say it: "Mr. Yang. You may think that I am a closed child, you are wrong, in fact, I am very lively, although I do not love to actively answer questions in class, but after class I will talk to my classmates many, many, many, from the fourth grade, I found that I have a talent for writing, I have been working very hard and very hard to write every composition or diary to be perfect and good! You've also been encouraging me and helping me, and I've really improved a lot in my writing, and I'm really grateful to you for teaching me so well. The reason why my writing is so good now is because of your sweat, your help and encouragement. For example, the piece I wrote 'I am a mosquito under the blazing sun' made you praise me and compliment me, and I am very happy in my heart. I will always try to move forward and strive for greater achievements in writing. Really, Mr. Yang. You are the best teacher I have ever seen, I respect you and adore you. When a student makes a mistake, you don't criticize him on the spot, but talk to him, enlighten him and educate him. I appreciate your special way of teaching children. I also wish that your next students are obedient.
Goodbye Alma Mater Sixth Grade Essay Part 6When the sky collapses, Nuwa will go to mend it; when the sea drowns the girl child, Jingwei will go to fill it; when the mountain blocks the road, Yugong and his children and grandchildren will go to move it. But once the years have passed, they are not to be returned.
Six years, six years! And so, in the midst of rain and wind, in the midst of laughter, like a white horse, flew by.
Six years ago, the first time into the alma mater.
Everything is so strange.
Strange school building. I've never been to class on such a high floor.
Strange playground. I've never run on such a big playground.
Strange teachers. Never thought there was such a kind teacher.
Strange classmates. I never thought I would meet such a kindred spirit.
I remember, my school is "Ruian City, the second experimental elementary school". I also remembered that our school motto is "self-reliance and success, self-reflective Huai Ren".
Over the past six years, I have been proud to have such a good school.
My school is full of trees. My school is beautifully landscaped. My school is specially decorated. My school's unique!
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It's with nostalgia that you realize how fast six years have gone by.
Turning the calendar over and doing the math - only 36 days until the Unified Exam. Removing the double holiday and Dragon Boat Festival vacation, there are only 25 days to study in the alma mater.
I thought six years was a long time, but it turns out that six years is so short that even we can hardly believe it.
I thought it would be a long time before I graduated and left my alma mater, but it turns out that graduation is not far away at all, but close at hand.
Still familiar with the campus: teaching buildings, playgrounds, windmill garden, leisure plaza ...... I do not know why, always feel different from usual. Perhaps, because of attachment; perhaps, because of reluctance; perhaps, I took this as the last meeting with the alma mater.
Alma mater, accompanied by my six-year alma mater, now, but to say goodbye, who will not touch the feelings?
Now, the only thing I can do is to get along well with my classmates in the last 25 days, and study hard in the last 36 days to make a good impression on my alma mater.
Finally, I can only shout "Goodbye, Alma Mater", with which, to express my love for my alma mater.
The first part of this article is about the first time I saw my mother's school, and the second part is about the first time I saw my mother's school, and the third part is about the first time I saw my school. Growing up, the collection of poetry was lifted page by page, in a snap of the fingers, the elementary school time has become a shining star in the starry sky of my memory. Looking up at that star, I seem to see for us to work hard teachers, see six years together with friends.
One day as a teacher, life as a father. Beloved teachers, you pay for us, we will never forget. The knowledge you imparted to us from a young and ignorant child into a sensible teenager; you let us buds waiting to bloom flower buds open up a bright and shiny petals.
"Silkworms to death, wax torch into ashes, tears began to dry." Teachers, we will not forget that you once turned into a silkworm, giving us warmth, but their own silent death; we will not forget that you once turned into a candle, not stingy to burn themselves, with the light of life to illuminate the direction of our progress. And what we can do is to return you with excellent results.
Accompanying us through the six years of time not only has a heavy teacher, but also that close to the students. Dear classmates, with six years, we have been together in the study of the thorns and thorns. Talking about, had in the extracurricular time to enjoy playing ...... how we miss this time ah! Although we are going to separate, but the thoughts in our hearts will never die. Friends! When we look back and meet in the alma mater, don't forget to bring our former childish memories, bring our close friendship.
Alma Mater's past is still fresh in my mind, and I will bring the best memories to the far, far future, and become my future "happy fruit".