I am about to graduate, so I miss the primary school campus. How many waves have been aroused here, and the words of my alma mater have been transformed into two words-gratitude.
Beautiful campus, classroom furnishings, classmates' arguments, teachers' concern, competition and friendliness are all integrated into this primary school era.
Recall everything that happened at my alma mater, oh! It turns out that my alma mater has given me so much, and I really want to thank you.
I am grateful to my alma mater, who gave me friendship like a clear spring. When I was running after class, I was playful and didn't know the stumbling block on the road. I fell down and cried out in pain sitting on the ground. My alma mater was full of friendship, and a helping hand pulled me up as if to save me from the abyss. As a result, comforting voices came from all directions: "Don't be sad, it won't happen next time." It's like spring water pouring into my heart lake and washing away all my pain. The friendship of the alma mater is clear and transparent, refreshing.
I am grateful to my alma mater, who gave me care, just like coffee with sweetness in bitterness. During the flu season, there is a constant cough on campus, and the caring voice of my alma mater is also constant. "oh! You are sick. Do you need to go home, go to the clinic and drink water? I have it in my office. " In class, the teacher will kindly say these words to me. From the teacher's face, besides being serious, there is also concern. Sweet coffee can not help flowing in my heart. Worry reappeared. In class, the teacher criticized me mercilessly. Neither the teacher nor I am satisfied. This is a kind of bitter coffee. Taste it slowly and feel very refreshing. Oh! The teacher's reminder is correct. The care of the alma mater is bittersweet for teachers, just like coffee.
In fact, what my alma mater gave me was not affection, but joy, sadness, love and knowledge. Primary school knowledge, such as the accumulation of soil under the ninth floor, is the foundation and the key. He is like a drifting red sailboat. Whether he will be beautiful in the future depends on today. My alma mater gave me everything.
On the day I leave my alma mater, I will definitely stand in front of the school, look at the school badge and announce that I will use my studies to turn my previous gratitude to my alma mater into reality.
The second article: Thanksgiving alma mater.
The beautiful Snow White on the playground wall, do you still remember us chasing and playing in front of you? The national flag hanging in the hall, do you still remember, under your gaze, we can't put it down; Do you remember the photos in Child Star Garden when we cheered in front of you? But all this will remain in our minds forever and become beautiful memories.
An ordinary blackboard, if you devote your life's efforts, will become a bright light to illuminate your life; An ordinary piece of chalk, if it is full of heartfelt love, will become a magic wand to guide your destiny. And this person is the teacher.
Do you remember that our teacher used to be very persuasive on the podium? Suddenly, her brow wrinkled slightly, and big drops of cold sweat oozed from her pale face, but she still endured the pain and continued her class. At lunch time, she patiently explained the problems to her classmates over and over again. When the students suddenly realized, she also showed a gratified smile, only to find that the vegetable bucket was empty. No wonder some people say, "Teachers are the noblest profession in the world".
Although the word "friend" may be a bit crude for us, friendship is undoubtedly our greatest gain. Our friendship is the purest, because our hearts are as transparent as crystal.
Do you remember that when a series of difficult problems surrendered to our writing and became our losers, we couldn't help cheering, but attracted the surprised eyes of the students around us; When a classmate fell down unintentionally, we helped him up and back to the classroom. The next day he came to the classroom in plaster, and we helped him with books and rice. Sometimes, we will be flushed and nervous because of a little thing, but the next day, we will play games together and be active in the playground. Childhood is also colorful because of these episodes.
And our dear alma mater has brought us too much honor and glory.
Do you still remember the graceful dance team and the melodious chorus? The hockey team is agile and vigorous, and the track and field team is full of energy ... countless winters and summers, countless sun and wind blows. And countless trophies and certificates are the witness and reward of their efforts.
And what should we leave for our alma mater?
Childhood is an open-minded burden. What you hide when you are a child can be touched when you grow up. Let's touch knowledge, virtue, joy and a grateful heart in the future-thank teachers, friendship and alma mater!
Chapter 3: At the end of the year and at the beginning of the year, bless your alma mater.
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Looking back on the days when I lived in my alma mater, there were laughter and tears, but more gratitude. It is my alma mater, which makes me grow up day by day; It is my alma mater, which allows me to wander freely in the ocean of knowledge. It was the teacher who made me understand the profoundness of China culture. It was the teacher who made me feel the mystery of numbers; As a teacher, I have learned a lot about being a human being. My alma mater is the cradle of my growth, and my teacher is my enlightening mother.
I remember when I was in the second grade, I was always in trouble. That time, I accidentally broke the flowerpot, and my classmates all looked around, but I didn't dare to look, because I was afraid that I would be more panicked when I saw it. It was that helpful deskmate who comforted me and encouraged me. So I bravely ran to the office to apologize to the teacher. However, when I ran to the teacher, I suddenly became speechless. Somehow, I'm always speechless. The teacher said gently, "Don't worry, speak slowly." I looked down, stammered out what had happened and apologized to the teacher. The teacher didn't criticize me, but gave me a tolerant education, which was very convincing and serious!
Afterwards, I secretly said to the teacher, teacher, thank you for your teaching. I will definitely change in the future, be a good student of teachers and a good daughter of parents.
I finally know that everything the teacher does is for our own good. For our future achievements, I will definitely work harder and repay teachers and hardworking gardeners with excellent results! I will live up to your expectations.
We are like seedlings, taking root and sprouting in the soil of our alma mater and growing sturdily under the watering of our teachers. Bless you, alma mater; Thank you teacher!