How time flies! In a flash, six years is like.

The same thing has passed, and I am about to graduate. How charming primary school life is

Now we're going to

Yes

I am about to graduate. In these two thousand days, we are like a seedling, watered by the teacher. It seems that there are still us in the classroom.

The sound of reading, the sound of playing around us on the playground, and our laughter in the school circle. Every step, we left unforgettable memories.

exist

We have gained a lot under our education. We got many friends and gained a lot of new knowledge, which made us become.

student We have many wonderful memories and unforgettable memories, and there will be more in the future.

about

. But we're graduating now,

It seems to be urging our teachers and encouraging our teachers, as well as the lovely campus, to learn from us.

Disappear in the sound. Besides, I don't know when we have become a campus.

Sister, become

An example.

Now we are going to graduate, the teacher's teaching, we

The sound of reading and the laughter of classmates are still lingering in my ears. Take a look at the lovely campus, teach our teachers, encourage our classmates and cherish the last few days together.

Everything will be over.

Time is gone forever, we will always remember the teacher's education and be a successful person.

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Six years of primary school life, like yesterday's cloud, is really beautiful; Like a glass of light.

-No pain ...

My classmates, my classroom and my desk are unforgettable: they accompanied me in my primary school life for six years. No matter the ups and downs in six years, or saying goodbye to my classmates affectionately on graduation day, I walked out of the school gate and my legs were filled with lead:

, goodbye!

Grade?Six

Let me appreciate it.

The true meaning, the most sincere love between teachers and students. Everything in the past has not diluted my memory. I clearly remember that day-65438+February 5, when I first entered the classroom, I was greeted with a warm atmosphere. Four words are written on the blackboard: unite as one. The students' cheeks are like tomatoes-their blood is boiling, and I understand that all this is the teacher's. "

"-under the incentive. When the broadcast announced that we were going to the playground, everyone got up and ran to the playground with "brushes", and then the first scene was that our female group had been waiting for a long time.

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There is an indescribable excitement in our hearts. Everyone stared at the shiny

Teachers' expectations of us have become the driving force in our hearts, and we are eager to win the first place. "shh-"

We are ready, everyone is red in the face, and they all use it.

At the same time, the teacher cheered for us loudly, and the students of Class 605 also cheered for us. Rope, rope, you have to fight for our breath! Teachers and students are exhausted, we must win! Really. "

"! We finally won the first game. The next, and most important, game.

When we were about to win, the referee actually called us a foul. we

But in the next competition, we finally won the first place with practical actions.

Tears filled my eyes.

The men's team failed, but the teacher always encouraged us and gave us confidence. That game has become a permanent memory in my mind.

Thinking of the unforgettable six-year primary school life, I can't help asking my former teachers and classmates; You guys okay?

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Unforgettable primary school life

Time, like running water, is gone forever. Six years of primary school life just flashed by. Facing the parting moment, the teacher who taught me knowledge and the good friend who helped me, I couldn't say the word "goodbye". The pace of happiness is always so short, I often doubt whether I can stay, but as time goes by, I have to leave the school where I have lived for six years, leaving only good memories. ...

I can't forget the conscientious teacher Li. I remember one Saturday, the teacher was hit by a motorcycle and didn't come to class. The students were worried all morning. Some students are afraid of being absent from class, and some students want to know whether the teacher is seriously injured ... On Monday, a familiar figure caught my eye.

-It's Miss Li. It turned out that the teacher was afraid of delaying our class and even endured the pain to come to class. teacher

The scene when I stepped onto the podium is still clearly in front of my eyes. In that class, the students listened carefully. Miss Li has a bad voice and needs an operation. I thought the teacher had had an operation. By chance, I heard the teachers talking, only to know that the teacher didn't have an operation. The doctor said that we should rest for 4 months after the operation, and we will graduate soon, teacher.

We're-we're ready to take our world out for surgery. This incident deeply touched the students.

I can't forget to encourage my white teacher. In a mid-term exam, I only got 90 points in Chinese. I am disappointed in myself, I have no confidence at all, and my study is getting worse and worse. Then the teacher said, "You didn't do well in the exam this time. You must have made a mistake by accident, but it doesn't matter. Try again next time. " Although this is a short and ordinary sentence, it deeply touched my heart and made me full of confidence in myself. From then on, I studied hard and finally got good grades in the exam.

Of course, I can't forget my best friend for six years-Ji. I remember once, we had a conflict, and no one spoke to anyone, which made me very uncomfortable. Later, I felt I was wrong. After all, Ji Yueyue always helps me when I am in trouble and is the first to comfort me when I am sad. During that time, the school was sorting out books. I happen to be in the same group as Ji. I apologized to her and we became good friends again.

I can't tell you what happened in these six years. Those past events have been put into the boat in my mind, and they will be moored in the ocean of my memory forever.

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I graduated from primary school before I knew it. I have had many experiences in primary school these six years.

Things. After all these things, I really realized-

; Only in this way can we really know that the teacher cares about each of our classmates.

I clearly remember Children's Day in Grade Five. Our school will hold a cultural performance. For this performance, all classes in the school are busy rehearsing the program. Of course, our class is no exception. The program we performed was Helpless Chicken, and we rehearsed the program carefully. When rehearsing, I saw that the teachers and classmates worked hard, even I felt hard, but I often encouraged myself: "Come on! I can do it! " After this long and diligent rehearsal, I finally won the "first place" in the cultural performance. At that time, I really realized-

. I still remember that one day, one week before the graduation exam, I was sick. Because that night, I ate watermelon and zongzi wrapped by my mother-in-law and drank a lot of soda, which ruined my stomach. The next day, my stomach hurt worse than death. I was in a math class, and I really couldn't stand it. I went to Mr. Yao to apply medicated oil and called my mother. Mr. Yao said kindly, "How about it?" Does your stomach still hurt? Come on! Drink some warm water. "After a while, the teacher said," What happened? Does your stomach still hurt? Why hasn't your mother come yet! "Teacher Yao was like a cat on hot bricks-running around and calling my mother all the time. My heart seemed to be knocked over at that time.

Sweet, sour, spicy and salty-it's really not the same taste. I just want to say to the teacher, "Thank you!" Only then did I really know that the teacher was very concerned about each of our classmates.

After graduating from this primary school, I am the most

It's teachers and classmates. I will always remember this unforgettable primary school life.

!

5.

Primary school is only six years. Sometimes I feel that six years have passed in a blink of an eye, but it feels very long, because many things have happened in these six years.

Unforgettable thing.

How hard it is for the teacher who has been with us for six years! The teacher often says that we are the most difficult students she has ever taught. Once, we let teachers worry about all kinds of things-studying, being on duty, being a man ... what can we repay? I remember one time, when I didn't finish my homework, the teacher found that I didn't hand it in, so she quickly came to ask me. I thought, will I be scolded again? I had a brainwave and said, "Teacher, I forgot to bring it." The teacher listened and asked me to bring it this afternoon. But I didn't feel relaxed because of the teacher's words, but I felt that I had done something wrong. So during the break, I told the teacher the truth, but what I never expected was that the teacher was not angry. She

My friend said to me, "son, you should be brave enough to admit what you did wrong, and don't run away." Blindly escaping will only lead to bigger mistakes. " I listened to the teacher's teaching, my heart.

. Teachers are always our best.

She cut off the bad branches and ugly branches of our young trees and let us grow up slowly.

There are many indispensable classmates in my primary school life. They always give me a lot of help and care.

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Fighting, playing all kinds of interesting games, during that time,

When skating on dry ice, I accidentally fell down, which made me cry. You helped me to the hospital, comforted me and made me forget the pain ... In short, my classmates are my most precious wealth.

Primary school life is coming to an end, recalling the past.

I found that I was deeply attached to primary school life.

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Unforgettable primary school life

Time passed quietly, listening to the sound of the wind blowing, I suddenly felt a little pain, because I remembered that colorful primary school life was like that colorful Rubik's cube. ...

Six years, six years of primary school time, was gently burned into a tape, inadvertently, turned to a white tail, today, I am here gently.

Remember that time not long ago.

In the recitation contest, we try our best to be perfect, more perfect and more perfect ... Over and over again ... Standing for a long time, our legs and arms are stiff, and no one is tired; After a long recitation practice, my voice became hoarse, my throat ached, and no one shouted bitterness; No one complained that his lips were worn out. Numerous times of practice, let the heart like a flowering tree, like a seed, deeply into our hearts, and then our hearts quietly sprout, grow leaves, quietly grow branches and spread.

Form your own piece in your heart.

During the competition, each of us held a lily representing purity in our hands and recited it freely, laughing as brightly as a lily in the sun. "There is a kind of flower that has been blooming in the world. When someone gives love to the world, it is the moment when it blooms ... "I slowly finished reading this article, and our recitation began ... Finally, although we didn't win the first place, we all won.

With a surprisingly consistent smile, "we tried our best and don't regret it!" "I will never forget the tearful eyes of my classmates!

Goodbye, teacher! Don't forget your six-year teaching. Six years of caring and caring like parents and brothers, the students are grateful ... goodbye, students! Don't forget six years of sincere friendship. Six years of brotherly love and care, I will always remember. ...

No,

! Don't forget your five years of hard training. Six years of warm family love and nurturing is something that students will never forget ... Time has passed, and it has changed everything silently. When everything became a thing of the past and was gradually forgotten, I painted a picture I didn't want to forget-six years of primary school life.

7.

In life, there are always many people and things in front of us.

, but leave no trace. However, there are always some things that will remain in my memory forever, along with the happiness and sadness I once had. Even after a thousand years, when I open the yellowed pages, I will still be kind as always ... —— Inscription: I remember when I first entered school, I carried my newly bought schoolbag, read newly developed books, used new stationery, made new friends and started a new life in primary school.

Now, in just six years of primary school, we have changed from naive children to sensible big brothers and sisters. Remember? We met at

In spring, we met in

In summer, we are at

In autumn, we know each other.

winter

Yes, it's time to say goodbye and remember the past.

So happy, so happy. ...

Do you remember in fourth grade,

Military training life? Standing in the hot sun again and again

practice

, our

. Hard work again and again, let us unite as one; Practice hard again and again, let us learn to be strong. By the way, do you remember how to fold the quilt? Folding, pressing, folding and mending, a quilt with visible edges and corners appeared in front of us. look

Children's strong faces, perhaps after some sharpening, our will will also appear the same outline.

After seven days of hard training, we finally returned to the quiet campus for many days, and the sound of reading in the past resounded through the campus again until one day two years later. Do you remember the last day of primary school? The school let each class organize the last get-together, which also put an end to our primary school career. The sky is gray, flowers have lost their vitality, birds have lost their cheerful songs in the past, and even pedestrians seem to

Yes I trudged into the classroom without the colorful decorations and happy atmosphere of the previous get-together, leaving only my attachment to the past six years. Less joy and blessings in the past, more sadness and disappointment. When the last program in the party-"

When the music starts, there are no more than a dozen students on the stage, everyone.

Emotions are generated and sung with the heart. "

》! Everyone cried, and so did the teacher. She said, ""

Today, we have to part, maybe in a few years, we will.

Maybe I'll see you again. Anyway, as long as our hearts are together, we will always be a family! "

I accidentally opened that drawer,

Still lying there quietly, with my attachment to primary school life, with my reluctance to my good friends, with my thoughts of primary school teachers, lying there quietly. ...

8.

Unforgettable primary school life

Time flies. In a blink of an eye, the wheel of time has turned six times, and we have spent six years in primary school. In the next six years, I got a promise.

Precious things. During these six years, I also expressed my deep feelings for my alma mater. The distant memory of the first grade of primary school six years ago,

In the face of strange schools and classmates, the first surprise was mixed with discomfort. Six years have passed, and the strange campus has become cordial. Now I have forged a friendship with my unfamiliar classmates.

In my school life, I got a copy.

-Rich knowledge, noble quality and profound friendship. The teacher's teaching made us understand the truth, increased our knowledge, and getting along with our classmates made us understand unity and friendship. Six years is a long time, but it's just.

The beginning of; It's short, but it can make a person change a lot: from a beginner.

Up to now, I am knowledgeable; From childish and ridiculous at the beginning of school to mature and stable now; From the timidity when I first entered school to the courage and perseverance now, there are many, many changes, all engraved in these six years. At this moment, I remembered the laughter and flying happiness on campus, the sound of books in the classroom and the melodious music room.

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At the solemn team ceremony

Generally floating away, but floating into our hearts and eyes,

. These are the shadows of our happiness, but they are really a pearl in our memory treasure house!

Ah! I will leave my dear alma mater, my dear classmate and my dear teacher.

Ah! Thanks to the teacher's training and care, thanks to the education of my alma mater.

Unforgettable primary school life, unforgettable.

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Unforgettable primary school life

In this sunny place,

On the day of fragrance, we gathered in the playground of our alma mater for the last time, under this shady tree.

Since I entered school, there have been six big trees around me.

, every one.

It seems to be right here.

about

, recording the life of the school, recording our story. At this moment, my ears are full of echoes.

The voice; In front of us are charming classrooms, full labor, interesting and happy outings, and you chase after me.

There seems to be a picture in front of me. It was a sports meeting in grade five. Although it was in full swing at that time, the students didn't seem to feel hot at all. They are shouting "Come on, come on" for the students who will play in the game. At this time, a classmate slipped when there was still a little distance from the finish line. He lost consciousness and fell to the ground. The students present at that time were very nervous and worried about the safety of that classmate. The students behind him also stopped slowly, and they were worried that something would happen to him. Even if you win, it will be a shame, because the first place was originally someone else's, because the original first place was lost and you won the first place yourself. Although I lost a trophy, I exchanged this trophy for the friendship between my classmates and gained valuable true feelings.

I remember when I was in the third grade, I was sick and didn't come to school for several days. That's because my academic performance is poor and I didn't do a lot of homework. The teacher is very careful. You patiently taught me to cook meal after meal, and you asked my classmates to help me cook. You take care of me like a child. After the careful care of you and your classmates, my illness will soon be cured. Teachers and students, for six years,

The big tree behind him is still flourishing. We should bid farewell to colorful childhood, colorful childhood.

, enter the dream.

, is preparing to go to the new school, to meet.

The call of.

Goodbye, dear alma mater, in your arms, we have become sensible from ignorance, mature from childishness, and brave from timidity. Today, we are proud of you; Tomorrow, you must be because of us.

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Goodbye, dear teacher, the spring rain dyed the world green, but I silently disappeared in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain in our hearts, and we will always thank you.

We used to be two saplings growing side by side, and I used to

Two of them.

We used to be a pair of schoolmates on the field. Please bring my best wishes when we wave goodbye, please remember.

Every one of them

Let friendship

10.

Primary school life is unforgettable. I come from

Writing and calculating, from

A good student in the eyes of a teacher cannot be separated from the hard training of the teacher. Now I am a primary school graduate, and I will leave this memorable alma mater in a few days. Looking back on the past days, I just came to Mr. Shen's class, and I have repeatedly made Mr. Shen angry because of the lethargy in the class.

. Teacher Shen likes bold, naughty and playful students, and especially hates timid, playful and naughty students. He wants students to ask questions on their own initiative. In order to help us eliminate the difficulties in study.

Encourage us to take the initiative to participate in learning, and often say to us: "Please rest assured, in my Chinese class, there is no right or wrong understanding, feelings and opinions, only the difference between active and passive." I was skeptical at first.

Because in the past few years, our learning methods are backward and not good.

I have developed it, and it is not easy to change it at once. However, we have been trying to communicate with him and do as he says. Finally, with our joint efforts, the classroom gradually became active, and we began to enter the harmony between teachers and students of Mr. Shen.

Dare to communicate, dare to argue and challenge reading. From then on, the grades in the class

Gradually, teachers and students understand each other, learn from each other and promote each other, and their feelings become more and more harmonious.

In the past two years, two sentences have often echoed in my ears. Before doing math homework every time, Mr. Wang always said, "Write carefully, write straight lines, and pay attention to the correct rate." Although I can hear this voice every time I do my math homework in the past two years, it is still very fresh and interesting to me. Because under her strict requirements, my writing has been greatly improved. Now when I open my original homework, I can't help but sigh: it's really bad. Every time I write a composition, Mr. Shen often says, "If you want to write a vivid composition, you must first do it."

. Our articles record and describe life. Without careful observation and a lot of language accumulation, it is impossible to write a true story and express true feelings. "I take this sentence as my motto, keep it in mind in my writing, and finally improve my writing level. Now open the composition I wrote before, and I can't even understand what it means. It's really a little.

. Today, two years later, I still remember these two sentences, and I will remember them later. Because they make my handwriting very good, they make me feel better with a pen, and they make me understand that beauty should be created by myself.

The days of primary school are gone forever. Time comes and goes in a hurry Huangli primary school is the cradle of my growth. Although the wings are not full, we still have to experience more storms. No matter where I fly in the future, I will often come back to see this beautiful and warm nest.

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Memory is a long river, full of bitter and cheerful tears, weaving colorful dreams, like a clear spring, flowing into my heart. Open memory

There are many unforgettable things, but the most unforgettable thing is to follow my six-year primary school life, which is my happiest day.

Think of that time, I was still a.

Our children have been working hard at their alma mater since they set foot in it.

Cultivate me into a sensible good student and let me grow sturdily; It is the kind classmates who let me know about friendship and sharing happiness ... I spent most of my childhood on campus, which is full of.

, full of life.

I still remember that spring, the campus was filled with the thick fragrance of grass and flowers. After discussion among the teachers, we decided to organize a spring outing in the suburbs. The news spread like spring breeze. Hearing the good news, there was a sensation in the classroom and it exploded like a frying pan. The students cheered and looked forward to tomorrow. After school, the students called friends and discussed them in twos and threes. Members of our group hugged each other and finally decided to split up: some bought drinks and some bought them.

Some people buy fruit. I trotted home and asked my father for money to prepare something for a spring outing with my classmates. When everything is bought, everyone will take some home. I can't sleep in bed at night. I am excited at the thought of tomorrow's spring outing. The departure time finally arrived, and the students set off in a neat line. Along the way, the students ran like rabbits, and the whole team was noisy, even though the teacher was crazy. Because it is a suburb, all kinds of wild flowers bloom along the way: those with names and those without names; Gorgeous, pale yellow, scattered in the grass, blinking like eyes. Many students can't help but reach out and pick some flowers-usually flowers cultivated on campus can't be picked. Now, when we come to nature, there are many wild flowers and weeds. We really enjoy the happiness of taking flowers for ourselves, which we didn't even dare to think about at school, but now we always do.

This really drives us crazy. At the destination, the students spread out "stalls" in various places and looked at the food they brought.

, each has its own merits, which is embarrassing.

Later, they got together to play games, and some went to the river to draw water and look at stones.

We were as happy as swimming on the water ... it was getting late, and then we lined up to go home and sing.

This spring outing, let's go into nature and experience the beauty of spring. However, this is just me.

A small wave of happiness in the life of our primary school students. I will never forget my primary school life.

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Unable to restrain his feelings, the teacher said in a trembling voice, "You are going to graduate and leave ..."

Yes, I'm leaving. We will bid farewell to our beloved teacher and leave our beautiful alma mater, and we will walk out that door.

Primary school has been in and out of school every day for six years.

I still remember clearly that when my father took my hand and walked into this door for the first time, I thought it was so mysterious. Now, I am going out of this school, and my heart is very uncomfortable. I once again looked at the door affectionately and stared into the affectionate eyes of the teacher. I will remember all this. The fascinating years of my childhood are unforgettable.

Get on the wide runway,

From this, we have gone through difficult and powerful steps and shed hard sweat. I remember that school sports meeting, with a gunshot, the women's 4 х 100 meter relay final began. Every athlete rushes to the finish line like a runaway arrow and a runaway horse. Cheerleaders on both sides of the runway shouted louder and louder. The athletes on the track ran harder when they heard everyone cheering for them. I am one of the contestants in our class. In the cheers of the students, three other students and I won the women's 4х 100 meter.

The first place added another gold medal to our class. Everyone's cheers and applause echoed in the campus for a long time ...

That spacious and bright classroom. There, the teacher taught us to read and write; There, the teacher taught us to sing and dance; There, the teacher taught us to set up lofty ideals. ...

The lush grove on the west side of the playground. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is ours.

. In spring, we sit on the turntable, stretch our limbs and let the intoxicating flowers seep into our hearts; In summer, we hide in the thick shade of trees and read wonderful poems with emotion; In autumn, we climb the light swing and drift selflessly; In winter, walking on a path covered with snowflakes will leave footprints of childhood. ...

Now all this will be a wonderful memory in my life. At this moment, everything about my six-year primary school life comes to my mind, which makes me feel nostalgic in every way. Goodbye, alma mater! Goodbye, this six-year primary school life that I will never forget!

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, primary school life is about to pass. She reminds me of it. Leaving my alma mater, teachers and classmates will always make me feel a little sad.

When I was in grade one, my head teacher was Miss Xiao. She is young and capable, and is warm and friendly to her students. She likes telling the truth best. Every word is like a small hammer knocking on my heart, let me

In the fifth grade, our class was assigned a Chinese teacher-Ren. Her analysis of the text is so clear, like a clear stream, flowing slowly in my heart. She is as strict in class as strict father and as gentle after class as her mother, so her classmates privately gave her a nickname. "

"。

The sixth grade ushered in a new class teacher-

Teacher. She is only in her thirties, but she is already

Born early, I think it is too hard for us. She is our math teacher. She does every problem.

She always patiently explains the questions she can't, and she always tells us the questions she has learned: "Think again, what's the new method?" It was her earnest teaching that won the first place in our class in every district exam. As the saying goes, "

My "bosom friend" is my classmate who gets along with me day and night. What impressed me most was our monitor, who has a thinking head and can command the whole class.

With his mouth and dexterous hands, we all call him "the genius of our class", followed by "the genius of our class"