1 We are about to leave the school where we have lived for six years, bid farewell to the teachers and classmates who live together day and night, and enter a new school. We have a beautiful campus, but what I like best is Class 62 on the second floor.
In this classroom, there are a group of lively and lovely pupils. Boys are ok, girls are beautiful. They study together to celebrate a student's birthday in the classroom every day and cry happily together. But they don't unite, and when they encounter difficulties, they put the blame on others one by one.
What impressed me most was that we were scolded by Li School from morning till night. In the morning, it was because the things on the table were not cleaned up. Back in class, the boy put the blame on the girl, and the girl said it wasn't us, so the boy and the girl quarreled. I think we are a collective. We should not shirk our responsibilities, but face difficulties together. When you encounter difficulties, face them directly.
Now I begin to think of my little friend, the strange understanding of senior one and senior two. The third grade became friends, the fourth grade became sisters, the fifth grade became girlfriends, and the sixth grade was dissolved with a paper and an exam. Thank you for your help in the past six years. I still remember that we were in the dormitory, Eva performed antics for us, and we wrote poems together. We were really eight talented women. We wrote the lyrics. We are singers. These things flashed through my mind.
After experiencing spring, summer, autumn and winter, we will start a new journey next year. Please don't be afraid to bid farewell to the beautiful fairy tale of youth. We are all grown up. I will always remember my classmates in Class 62. Finally, I wish you all success in junior high school and a happy life in junior high school! See you next time!
Every interesting thing in childhood is like a shining pearl, strung together like a beautiful necklace, which adds a lot of luster to our life.
When I was a child, I was very obedient and always liked to be the "little tail" behind my mother.
Once, my mother took me to the mall. The shopping center is crowded with people. Soon, my mother and I were scattered by the crowd. I was so scared that I cried and shouted "Mom". I walked with tears in my eyes and unconsciously walked to the exit of the shopping mall.
At that time, I was still young, and I didn't remember the way home. I just groped my way home with vague memories. On my way home, I felt uneasy when I came to the crossroads. Looking at the endless stream of vehicles and pedestrians, I don't know how to cross the road. Suddenly, I followed an aunt carefully with clumsy steps. Who knows, this aunt ran a red light. When I came to the middle of the road, a car flew over and I was scared to run to the other side.
This road is full of danger, which makes me experience the twists and turns of the road for the first time without the protection of my parents. Environmental danger. I'm starting to miss following my mother more.
Finally, I'm home. I met rhubarb dog, my favorite neighbor, and I started playing with him. After waiting for a long time, I saw my mother coming anxiously with tears in her eyes and said to me anxiously, "Where have you been just now?" I have been looking for you for a long time. " I'm worried about death! "I giggled and made a face at my mother.
There are many interesting things in childhood, and everything is so beautiful and unforgettable.
Time flies, the sun flies, and I will be eleven years old in a blink of an eye. Next year is my last Children's Day, a sixth-grade pupil. Time always goes by inadvertently. I will seize this last childhood, and then I will bid farewell to this beautiful, short and unforgettable childhood.
I remember when I was four years old, I cried and refused to go to kindergarten. I remember being beaten for the first time when I was five years old. I remember when I was six years old, I first stepped into the primary school gate and made many new friends. From then on, I like going to school best. I am a sophomore, and nothing has changed except that I am one year older, tall and heavy. In the fourth grade, I was like a quiet rabbit with average grades. I seldom show up and always sit alone in the corner of the classroom.
Time flies, I am in the fifth grade, and my grades have improved. I began to try to communicate with my classmates and had my first confidant.
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When I entered the graduating class, I found that time never stopped. It flows away like a never-ending mountain spring. Childhood flows away so easily, just like overflowing water, which can't be collected again. ...
What will happen when you grow up? What will happen as an adult? What will happen when you get older? Will I still remember this wonderful childhood? Will you remember this short childhood? Will you still miss this colorful childhood? and ...
I want time to stay at this moment forever, and always seize this beautiful, happy and carefree childhood.
Memories of the sixth grade of primary school 46 years of primary school life is about to pass, and how many beautiful memories will remain in my mind forever. How naive and lovely our childhood is contained here! What impressed me most was this incident. ...
At that time, I was still in the fourth grade, and it was Teacher Liu who taught us math. He is responsible, knowledgeable and amiable, and we all like his classes. But Mr. Liu also has a small shortcoming: he likes smoking. Teacher Liu jokingly said,' I prepare lessons at night because of this' old friend' to refresh myself. "We listened with respect. Alas, dear teacher Liu, you can't smoke any more. You can drink tea to refresh yourself, or your body will collapse!
So, Monkey, Pig, Zhi Duo Xing, the monitor and I held an "emergency meeting of the president" to discuss how to make Mr. Liu quit smoking. "Zhi Duo Xing" blinked his naughty eyes and said, "I think I'd better buy that." "What? You are quick to say. " We urged. "This is ...". After listening to this, the monitor smiled happily: "Great." I am a little worried: "Will it be smashed?" "No problem!"
"Pig Bajie" blushed and bought a "precious" gift. The monitor spread out the paper and drew a cartoon: a fierce woman is scolding a man who smokes. The title is Untitled, and she wrote a line: "Quit smoking quickly, or everyone will be angry". After we finished, we wrapped the "precious" gift with this paper, sent the "beautiful monkey" to the office and put it on Teacher Liu's desk.
On the fourth day, Teacher Liu said to everyone, "Students, I declare that I will quit smoking from now on. It was a gift from a classmate that woke me up. " We looked at each other nervously, and in our hearts, "Hu Aiping" played a small drum. "Liu, who sent it? What gift is it? " A classmate asked. Teacher Liu blushed. Maybe he thought of the masterpiece. He murmured, "this is ... four packs of quit smoking candy, which was sent by monitor xx." Wow, the whole class laughed. The monitor tripped over his face and bowed his head. We spat at each other and laughed happily.
Later. We realized that the teacher recognized the monitor's unique and beautiful handwriting. Can a naive childlike innocence fool a teacher who gets along day and night?
I laugh at "Puwei" every time I think of it. What a lovely childhood world, what wonderful memories!
It has been five or six years. Six years have passed and we have all grown up. Everyone has changed from ignorant children to high-spirited teenagers. Everyone must have something to say. Is it sad? Grateful? I miss ...
Six years has passed so fast. I still remember when I was in the first grade, I was full of fear of going to school. At that time, I walked into the classroom shyly. Now, I have become a teenager and am about to enter the middle school. I know this is the end of my primary school career and a new starting point of my life. We are like full-fledged eagles, about to soar freely in the vast sky.
First of all, I want to thank my teacher here. It is you who have trained us young and ignorant into high-spirited teenagers, and you have taught us the truth of being a man. Remember that day? Because my handwriting is not good enough to educate me, because I don't do well in the exam, talk to me, and criticize me because I did something wrong ... "Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night." This poem is suitable for describing you. Don't worry, teacher, I won't live up to your hope.
I would also like to thank my classmates, who accompanied me through the Spring and Autumn Period for six years, brought me happiness and comforted me when I was unhappy ... You and I share weal and woe, just like the saying goes, "share weal and woe". We shared our happiness and were criticized by the teacher together. Remember that time? We did bad things together, although we were all punished for writing reviews, but we will never forget that time. At other times, although there were some minor disputes, laughter quickly resumed.
Thanks again to my alma mater. It is you who provide us with an excellent learning environment, let us study with peace of mind, let us learn a lot of knowledge, and also carry out a lot of activities, which makes me increase a lot of knowledge.
My teacher, my classmates and my alma mater, you have accompanied me through these six years. In these six years, how many joys and sorrows, sorrows and joys, excitement ... how many unforgettable things, how many happy things ... I am really sad to stand on the podium and look at this campus, but I know that we can't stay in this campus when we grow up.
"Thank you!"
Childhood is happy, and childhood memories are even more pleasant.
When I was 6 years old, my father bought me a lovely little turtle. I am so happy that I want to stay with it all the time.
Once, I took a small wooden stick with curiosity, hoping to turn the turtle over and see what it looked like. I poked it to the left to lift it, but it quickly craned its neck, leaned to the left, and opened its mouth to bite the stick and refused to let go. I waited left and right, and finally let it loosen its mouth and take back the stick. After several rounds, I turned it over when it wasn't looking. I smiled and finally won! I thought that chinemys reevesii couldn't move a step when he fell into the sky, and the little turtle must be similar, so he said, stop playing tricks and see how you turn over. Just as I was triumphant, the little turtle kicked, moved and turned over with a bang. I'll play tricks again and hold it with a small stick. In this way, the little turtle had no choice but to push four calves and stare at me helplessly. Haha, surrender! If you don't surrender, I'll tell you never to turn over! I'm so proud. The little turtle's head shrank as if to say, I surrender, I surrender. I just picked up the stick and reached out to help it. I didn't expect it to turn over on its own, and its head was still stretched out like that, as if to say: What? I'm still good, right?
Looking at the cute little turtle, I feel so stupid that I was defeated by a small animal.
Memories of Grade 6 My primary school life is coming to an end in a blink of an eye, and I have grown from an ignorant child to a mature girl. Six years' experience can be described as sour, sweet, crying and spicy, among which bitter and sweet are the most unforgettable.
I still remember when we were in the fifth grade, near the final exam, we tried our best to squeeze time to review every day. At seven or eight in the evening, we read teaching reference books and counseling books. Struggle for the big exam every day. The mountain of self-criticism is high and the topic is deep. Every day between classes, it is not naive laughter that reverberates, but the "rustling" sound of the pen touching the paper. During the break, we no longer discuss celebrity gossip and comic games, but discuss math and Chinese topics. Every day, I thought it was easy to finish my homework quickly, but every time I finished my homework, I turned to look at the ticking alarm clock and found that time had slipped away in my pen. At that time, I wanted to go back to our childhood when we were still eating lollipops, instead of being immersed in black and white exercise books. —— Suffering from the spring outing in the third grade, our class launched the first wonderful tug-of-war competition. After the draw, we selected the contestants and tied a bright red ribbon in the middle of the long rope. All the players were in high spirits and held back their strength. Lou Kaicheng grasped the rope tightly and shouted with his friends. He pulled the rope to his side with all his strength. Cheerleading is more lively, hands shaking, almost screaming. In "Come on, come on ……", our momentum becomes stronger. After several difficult struggles, the red ribbon finally moved to our side, only to hear a "plop". We all fell, so we jumped up and shouted, "We won!" " We won ... "-My primary school life ended before I knew it, and I'm going to say goodbye to my alma mater and teachers. We enjoy the sunshine of knowledge here, with the guidance of good teachers and the love of close classmates. Finish primary school in this beautiful environment and enjoy the wave of knowledge here.
Six years of campus life is a colorful world full of fairy tales. During recess and on the playground, we have paintings everywhere. Here tells us whether we are rich in scientific knowledge or happy. The sun rises, and the five-star red flag rises from the campus Ran Ran at this time every day, which warms our hearts. Campus life is our childhood life, so beautiful, so beautiful.
At half past six in the afternoon, my mother hasn't come back yet. She has worked overtime for seven days in a row. She said she could get more for working overtime once 10 yuan. It's especially uncomfortable to think about it. Regardless of the hardships of life and the pressure of work, my mother earned money for me to go to school, let me learn the piano, and pinned all her hopes on me.
By writing this article, I made my mother feel that when her son grows up, she can help her solve her worries and study hard. When he grows up, he will repay the mother who gave birth to me and raised me.
Eternal memory-love
Our parents gave us too much love. Our parents never want to repay them, but we should also repay them. Yes, I did.
One night, when I got home, I finished my homework quickly and was reading a book. At this time, after a hard day's work, my mother dragged her tired body home.
I just put my shoes in order and found my mother sitting on the sofa with a sad face. I sat in front of my mother and asked, "Mom, what's the matter?" Mother lowered her head and said nothing. I asked again, "Mom, have you encountered anything unsatisfactory?" "Nothing, you go and do your homework!" Mom still said sadly.
I pestered my mother for a while. "Mom, it's nothing. Tell me about it. " "Mom, tell me." "What's the matter? What a fuss. " With my "golden words", my mother finally said it. It turns out that today is the pay day of the company. Some colleagues in the unit didn't come, so I asked my mother to bring them. However, on the way to work, I lost my wallet, which contained thousands of dollars!
I found it embarrassing, but I didn't show it. Say, "Mom, don't be sad. Haven't you been educating me? " It is said that money is valuable and knowledge is priceless. As long as I study hard, money can't be bought back! Mom, don't be too sad. Today, I got full marks in English, and there are only a few in my class. I will cherish learning opportunities and repay you with excellent results. "After my persuasion, my mother finally stopped thinking about it. I also gave my mother more than 300 pocket money accumulated for two years.
Our parents gave us too much love, and our parents never wanted to return it. I believe I will continue my "family plan".
My primary school life is coming to an end. Looking back, I realized how wonderful my six-year primary school life was!
I remember when I first transferred here in the fourth grade, everything was so strange to me, but I was not nervous at all when I saw kind classmates and kind teachers. Before, my grades have been very poor. But with the care and help of my classmates and the education and encouragement of my teachers, I got the top ten in the graduation exam. Without the care and encouragement of my classmates and teachers, I could not have achieved such good results.
Besides studying, what makes me most happy is my friend. I remember I made a friend as soon as I entered this school. I am very happy to play and study with him. Because I have a good personality, a bad temper and love to help others, I have no fewer than 20 intimate friends and more than 30 ordinary friends.
Ah! My primary school It's a Wonderful Life! I will treasure them in the treasure house of memory and enjoy my life.
I have a photo album which records my happy time in the past twelve years. Looking at my childhood photos reminds me of good memories.
Look at the first photo. I took it at the Pacific Aquarium in Beijing when I was 6 years old. At noon that day, my father and I had just finished eating, so we took a taxi and went straight to the Pacific Aquarium, where we just watched a sea lion show. I want to perform sea lion rowing. Because I am young and light, I am honored to sit in a small boat. I put on my life jacket and sat in the boat with a dozen small rings in my hand. My aunt, the breeder, told me that the boat would go back and forth in the big pool several times. After the boat begins to parade, I will put a small ring on the sea lion who leads the way. The parade has begun. I sat on the boat because I was afraid that the sea lion would be naughty and upset the boat. So I have been sitting on the boat and throwing my little ring at the sea lion's neck. I cooperated well with the sea lion who led the way, and I lost all my rings. I didn't miss any of them. I am very happy. Just now, my nervous mood suddenly flew to the outside of cloud nine. I stood up excitedly on the boat and waved to the audience around me. My joy was frozen with a click at that time.
Look at the second picture. In the photo, I am holding a stick made of two chopsticks. There are two big biscuits at each end of the stick. Seeing this photo, I couldn't help laughing. I remember China athletes lifting weights at the 20xx Olympic Games. The weight on his barbell is getting bigger and bigger, which is almost unbearable. My whole family is sweating for him. At the critical moment, I ran into the kitchen, took out two chopsticks from the chopsticks basket, fixed both ends of them with stickers, and inserted a biscuit at the top of each one. I came to my parents and blocked the TV. I learned that TV is like an athlete in the kitchen, struggling to hold a barbell. The parents saw it and spoke: "Good baby, get out of the way quickly, don't block it." When they saw that I was still not moving, they shouted, "What the hell are you doing?" "cheer for the athletes!" As soon as I finished, cheers rang out on TV. The three of us watched TV. As a result, China athletes successfully lifted the barbell. I immediately said to my parents, "Look, this is all my credit!" " "Hearing this, my parents smiled. Quickly record the way I hold the barbell in my hand.
This one below is my baby. In the photo, I am wearing a sun hat and a white skirt with suspenders, standing barefoot on the beach, with a Wang Yang behind me. The sky is blue, and I can't tell where the sea is and where the sky is. That was the first time I saw the sea and the first photo I took with me. The first time in a person's life is always so precious, so I have always had a soft spot for this photo commemorating my first time to see the sea.
In that photo album, I collected many unforgettable moments when I was a child, and those nostalgic years were full of joy and happiness.