In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life will be over. We are about to leave our alma mater where we have lived for six years.
At the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are particularly excited. Everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, we can clearly remember six years of primary school life. The grass, trees, bricks and tiles of my alma mater are so familiar and cordial.
Never forget, dear teacher; I can't forget your inculcation; I can't forget your kind eyes; I can't forget ... how much effort and sweat you have paid for us, from boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions. You are a diligent gardener, you are an unknown silkworm, you are a hero behind a hero, and you are a giant at the foot of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great.
You have taught us simplicity, naturalness, enrichment and nobleness with full enthusiasm. Towering trees can't forget their roots, and vast rivers can't forget their sources. How can I forget my teacher? I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged.
Over the past six years, we have struggled in the sea of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus and spent this wonderful time together. It's been six years, and it's going to be separated in an instant. How can I have peace of mind? Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive.
Here, we received a strict education. Here, we have developed a good study style of hard work, unity and friendship, attention to civilization and discipline. In your warm embrace, we have gained the nectar of knowledge, the power of wisdom and the truth of being a man ... Students, at this moment, your eyes are discerning and your thoughts are myriad.
Although our graduating class is about to leave our alma mater, we will not forget you-my dear alma mater, and we will not forget you-my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day with you ... the memory of my alma mater is warm and beautiful, and my gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless.
Let me thank the teachers for their hard work again! Goodbye, the teacher who nurtured our growth! Goodbye and feed our alma mater! I wish my alma mater a better tomorrow.
The second article about a better life on campus always comes to my mind. Looking back at the campus, it is refreshing; Looking back at the teacher's hard work, I am very grateful; It is refreshing to look back on your study career.
Campus life passed in the blink of an eye. Today next year, we will face graduation and leave our alma mater.
I think I will cherish every minute in school. When I first entered the school, I was only in the lower grade, and I was full of curiosity about this campus.
In class, the teacher teaches us to read and write. How beautiful the sound of books on campus is! How happy it is to play with my classmates after class! How happy I am to go home with my friends after school, talking and laughing! Gradually, I entered middle school.
Everyone becomes lively and smart. In class, it is we who speak and show our world.
Everyone expresses his unique opinions and absorbs useful knowledge. I'm a senior, and I have a heavy learning burden.
But everyone still hasn't lost their former vitality. When the class was over, laughter, chase and discussion turned into a cheerful symphony.
On the playground, the students are running happily, sweating and panting. But I always keep smiling.
If I can be a primary school student again, I will study hard, make progress with my classmates and spend my primary school life happily with everyone.
2. A 450-word composition recalling six years of primary school life.
What I wrote.
Open the floodgate of memory, and the picture will be played back in your mind like a movie.
Recalling six years of primary school life, what I remember most is the time when the teacher asked us to learn to write a composition.
The early morning sunshine slanted into the classroom of our class. The head teacher stepped onto the platform and said to us kindly, "Students, what do you want to do on the first day of school?"
The students shouted in unison, "Go out and play!"
The teacher said affirmatively, "OK, classmates, the teacher will take you out to play today!" " "
The students opened their eyes in disbelief and looked surprised. Then I started whispering.
The teacher standing on the platform is not saying anything, but looking at us from under the platform.
Suddenly, she said, "But-you have to promise the teacher to write down the process of going out to play when you come back!" " "
Hearing the teacher say "take us out to play" again, we cheered at once. In this way, we were taken to the mushroom hall by the teacher.
"The classmates, this period of time is early autumn. Let's pick up some leaves and go back to make bookmarks. Ok, dismissed. "
We listened to the teacher and ran in different directions.
At this time, some leaves fell off the grass, pine needles were dark green, maple leaves pointed to five fingers, and some unknown flowers were in full bloom. Birds are singing softly in the air. We looked around curiously as if we saw something new.
I squatted on the ground and picked up a yellow leaf. The color of this leaf is strange. The top of the leaf is brown, like a small hat, but the leaf belongs to Huang Chengcheng. Slender black leaf stems climb on the leaves and spread around.
I ran to a meadow to observe it. The branches and leaves are curved, and there is a long light green stem in the middle of the leaves. I took it off.
Soon, I picked a leaf.
After returning to the classroom, the teacher asked us to write down the colors, shapes and characteristics of the picked leaves. I had a whim and wrote it down. Unconsciously, I actually wrote two pages. I am surprised: I used to write a diary of about 100 words, but now I have written two pages, which should be 500 words! Later, I learned to write a composition.
3. "Recalling Six Years of Primary School Life" model essay:
Happy memories-six years of primary school life
Maggie Zhengding Jiefang Street Primary School, Liuyiwang, Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province
"5。 4。 3。 2。 1 ",soon, time flies, and the six-year primary school life has entered the countdown. I'm a little reluctant, but I'm 14 years old! Time will not be for me alone, stop for a minute.
Six years of primary school life left a deep impression on me. It's really like planting flowers "There are joys and sorrows, smiles and tears, flowers and fruits, and fragrant colors. . . . . . "Let me unforgettable.
The teachers and classmates who spent six years with me all said goodbye to me. They, they all have their own goals, each raising their own sails and sailing forward. And I, too, have fought in the stormy waves and overcome one difficulty after another. Now I'm going to reach a safe shore and a new turning point. Facing the following dangers and tests.
leaving examination
Today, May 26th, the 22-year-old professional exam, with a little nervous atmosphere, is facing the next exam.
The exam starts at 8:30, and I finish math at 9:50. It's only 90 minutes.
As soon as the paper is issued, it is not difficult to synthesize the questions, but I have encountered difficulties when I do the operation questions and application questions. The answer is yes, but I came down to be with other students, which made me sad. There are five application problems, but I made four mistakes. I shed tears of sadness.
After the exam.
The exam is over, and the tension has slipped away from us. Then we have to face the scene of leaving school. A little reluctant to part with you. Think about six years. We grew up in our alma mater, Jiefang Street Primary School, and will leave soon. Who will give up?
Teacher's praise
The teacher is the best in the school!
In the family
When you are sick, your parents care about you the most! At that time, you will feel the happiest moment in your family.
4. The composition recalling the six-year primary school life walked into the door of the classmate record, as if recalling smiling faces again.
After six years of life, we have forged a profound friendship.
Today's parting is full of nostalgia, only laughter, no tears.
Turning page after page carries friendship and disappointment.
But today, the separation is only temporary, and one day, we will meet again.
Looking back on the hasty meeting at the beginning, just like the silent separation now,
Memories of the time seem to be close at hand and fleeting.
Water drops, scattered on smooth paper;
Contradictions in the past have become bridges of friendship.
Sparse figure, reflected in the clear spring in my heart;
The busy scene is still vivid at the moment;
The words on the paper record the triviality of life;
Cheerful back, ripples in my heart.
Today, the career of primary school has come to a successful conclusion.
But junior high school may still face greater challenges. Isn't it?
5. There are more than three essays recalling six years of primary school life, with fewer than 1. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly. In a blink of an eye, primary school life will be over. Recalling the unforgettable life in primary school, I really miss it. In my primary school life, many things happened, just like shells. Some are dazzling, some are dark. I am about to leave my spacious and bright classroom. Will soon leave the picturesque campus; Teachers and classmates who are about to leave each other day and night can't help feeling unforgettable.
Because in these six years, that person left me an indelible memory. I remember the unforgettable trip to Zhongshan in the winter vacation of grade five.
On that occasion, we went to Hong Kong with a tour group, without parents or teachers. Originally, we were going to relax happily, but because of a small matter, I had a big fight with my classmates.
The story goes like this: at first, two students in our class were quarreling, and later I went to persuade another student, but when I persuaded him, it became the two of us quarreling. Then we fought in a rage, and finally "both sides were injured and bruised" went back to their rooms. I thought about it carefully because it affected our mood in the last few days. Why? We quarreled impulsively over a trivial matter, and that was because we were immature.
Later, we made up again, because we both have an inclusive heart and can tolerate each other's shortcomings. This incident will never be forgotten by me. It taught me how to get along with others and how to cherish that friendship.
I can't forget every teacher at school! I can't forget your kind eyes and your inculcation. It is you who nurtured our happy growth with sweat, and it is you who moistened our hearts eager for knowledge with the showers of knowledge ... In these six years, through the hard work of teachers, we not only learned the knowledge from books, laid a solid learning foundation, but also learned a lot about being a human being.
I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget our friendship and the time we spent together. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday.
Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, there was our game on the court; Yesterday, we had an argument in class; Yesterday, we sang in the choir ... Yes, what an unforgettable yesterday, I can't forget it. I can't forget these six years of campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading; As soon as the morning exercise bell rang, the students quickly stood together and went downstairs in turn; In class, the students listened carefully and actively raised their hands to speak; After school, students take an active part in sports activities on the playground ... The annual school sports meeting is even more exciting.
In all sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines were deafening. The players on the field abide by the rules, strive for the first place, and adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, as if a small Olympic Games were being held. This is my familiar campus life.
Unforgettable primary school life, unforgettable primary school life taught me all kinds. Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, six years have passed.
I am about to leave my classmates, my alma mater, my primary school career and the road to junior high school. In the past six years, I have been happy and sad.
I will never forget the scene when my classmates United. Once, we held a tug-of-war with Class Four.
The game has started. First, the boys compete with each other. The boys in our class pulled hard, and the girls shouted come on. Finally, the boy's little universe broke out.
We cheered when we won. It's time for girls to tug-of-war with girls. Unfortunately, we were defeated, and the boys comforted us and cheered us on.
In the last game, we boys and girls were neck and neck with Class 4, and the rest of the students were shouting, Come on, come on. After listening to the encouragement of our classmates, our motivation came and we pulled hard. Finally, we won, already 2; 1 won the game.
At this time, the students jumped up excitedly and clapped their hands. Many students have lost their voices, which is a testimony to our unity. At that time, our hearts were destined to win, and our hearts were United, which is why we won the game.
Recalling my primary school life, my heart is always sweet. I believe that time will change, but my memory will remain forever. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school life is coming to an end.
In the five years of primary school, I recorded the friction story with my classmates and the happy story between my classmates, which will be a wonderful time that I will never forget in my life. I am about to enter middle school. I have too much regret for primary school.
I don't want to care about educating my teacher; Students who are unwilling to help each other; I don't want to fight with my friends. They bring me knowledge, happiness and friendship! I will never forget that I am a teacher and a student! I want to say to my classmates, "classmates, you will always be my friends."
I hope you all study hard and become the pillars of the country in the future, because we are the best! "I still remember six years ago, in that sunny September, we met. At the beginning, we were strangers, but today, we are all together, like brothers and sisters, with deep feelings. But we should think that time flies like running water, and in a few days, we will be separated. In six years, we lived together day and night and spent more than two thousand days together. But there was still laughter, which gradually disappeared. Six years of campus life has given us pure, sincere and strong feelings. Looking at every grass and tree on campus, we feel a very familiar and cordial feeling. Dear school, dear teachers and dear classmates, they have accompanied me for six years and spent happy days with me. Now, the day of leaving school is getting closer and closer, and I have thought a lot. We are about to graduate, go out of primary school and enter a new school, facing a new environment, an unfamiliar environment and some strange teachers. Hehe, classmates, we have taken a new step towards growth, and we have grown up.
6. Looking back on the study or life experience of the sixth grade, the writing time of 600 words flies, and time flies. Before you know it, another semester will pass. This semester, I have made progress in moral, intellectual and physical aspects. All this comes from the supervision and teaching of teachers and parents and my own efforts. In order to maintain and carry forward the achievements, summarize and correct the shortcomings, now I will make a comprehensive summary of the gains and losses, successes and failures of this semester, so as to spur me to climb the peak bravely.
In the aspect of moral education: I demand myself, respect teachers and unite my classmates according to the daily behavior standards of primary school students. A student in Class 3 (5) has leukemia. My classmates and I donated money enthusiastically, hoping that he could cure his illness and return to school as soon as possible.
Study: There is no progress this semester. Sometimes I don't keep full spirit from beginning to end in class, I am distracted, I don't raise my hand to speak, my handwriting is not very good, and the quality of my homework is not very good.
In sports: I actively and consciously exercise, attend every physical education class and keep a good mental outlook. Especially in the high jump, I got the highest score in my class.
Ability: I am growing up day by day, and my self-care ability is getting stronger day by day. I can also help my parents do some simple housework. Besides, I learned to surf the Internet in my spare time, and now I can surf the Internet freely to find information and learn a lot of extracurricular knowledge.
These are my achievements and shortcomings this semester. People always have to learn to grow up by themselves. I will certainly carry forward my achievements and correct my shortcomings. Teachers and students, please believe me!
7. Looking back on the six-year primary school life, the six-year primary school life is coming to an end. I'm really excited and reluctant. Although I can't bear to part with such good teachers and classmates, "all good things must come to an end." Finally, I often wish I could come to the sixth grade as soon as I entered the first grade. Now I am in the sixth grade, but now I want to change back to the first grade. It's really contradictory When I was a freshman, I was a very naughty student. I was often written manuals, and then I even altered them. At that time, I was very different from the old me, so different. It's entirely because my head teacher in senior one advised me not to be so naughty in the future. In the sixth grade, I also had a good class teacher, and the lectures were very vivid. Only in this way can we concentrate on class. Moreover, when I was in the fifth grade, I met a group of good classmates. They lived with me at school for more than a year. Birds have nests and spiders have webs. We have friendship. I am reluctant to part with my classmates who have been together for so long, but I also think that middle school life may be more interesting than now. I wonder if we will meet again in the future. Now I want to say goodbye.
8. A composition written by a sixth-grade graduate recalling past lives, such as water. Gardenia took back its demonic face in July, and the fiery red June burned us with its enthusiasm.
The narrow and trembling wooden bridge makes thousands of horses timid and tame, closer and quieter. Walking slowly, not only walking, but also accompanied by the spring under the bridge, I don't know how many helpless snickers I have diluted.
I tried to face it bravely. After too much experience, the days passed quietly. The sadness after the ebb tide can no longer conceal the hurried pace of graduation. I came to a wide door and an unknown tomorrow. From the day of graduation, the days have accelerated, and the train whistle will take away my last memory. We need a person to walk leisurely in the future.
Youth is too hasty! Actually, I don't want to leave either, and I haven't had time to make up for it. Never give up when you get it, but regret when you lose it, accumulate in books and be happy, but indulge in a piece of kapok fragrance.
Shake up your tired and scattered partner and cherish it! When the gardenia blossoms, the sun has already hit the graduation face. The smell of gardenia tells us that it's time to leave. At the graduation ceremony, I cried ... Maybe this is the tears of joy for us to mature; Perhaps, these are the sad tears that we never leave in those beautiful and bright days; Maybe; This is a tear that makes us moved by the friendship between friends ... those teachers who have taught us earnestly, you have worked hard, please remember: we love you forever! Those students who laugh and cry together, you have worked hard, thank you for your help, no matter where you go, please always remember: there are my friends! Time to go. Will everyone miss it from now on? Even if I am going to be late, there will always be some feelings in my heart. If I still sing softly in my dream, I will have my last meal. I don't know whether it is the afterlife or this life. Maybe fate will turn this goodbye into never seeing you again. Leave some memories, say something in your heart, sing an old song in your heart and write something in the air. In those years, when the gardenias bloom again, I will definitely come back. Dear friends, parting is only temporary. I wish you success in your studies. Knowing each other is God's will, knowing each other is human's will, adding up is friendship, and feeling is intentional. We can be together because our hearts are connected. Please don't cry, give me a smiling face and leave with a smile, ok? The wind in Weihai continues to stir up smart thoughts, and the universe on campus is still extraordinarily enchanting.
In four years, with a flick of a finger, I carved your feelings and left your name. What you can't forget is the happiness of the past, and what you miss is the happiness of the past. Looking back suddenly, those years that have passed, the wonderful time of * * * seems to be yesterday.
When you set foot on the journey with great ambition, do you still remember the scene when you first reported for duty? Remember that night when you shyly told your roommate about your first love? Remember the all-night self-study before each exam? Remember the social practice that summer vacation? The funnel of time precipitates joy and filters sadness. When I didn't graduate, I always looked forward to graduating soon; Every time we get cold feet in the all-night classroom, we always complain about the harsh examination system.
But when you really want to leave, will you still miss the dazzling books in the study room and library of the college building ... After the best four years of your life, the fragments of college time have gathered into a documentary of the years. The time spent and the harmonious years are unforgettable memories, unforgettable feelings, sincere words and a string of thoughts.
You see, the sky is still blue, the grass is still tender and the wind is blowing slightly as before. "College life is worth your life's taste" is the first sentence that the counselor said to us, and now it's a little sad to think about it.
Four years later, many of you must throw away your textbooks and start learning not to lose yourself on the social stage. How many stars are fascinated by it, how can you erase it with a wave of your hand?
In the near future, will you miss the teachers who set an example? Will you pay attention to the problem of Face to Face Online? Will you pay attention to the Challenge Cup? Will you pay attention to how many works won prizes? What remains unchanged is the positive and tenacious spirit of business schools.
It gives you the strength to unite as one, so that you can win the crown and create miracles in the sports meeting where the strong gather; It is it that gives you the fighting spirit of never giving up and lets us shine in the colorful art festival. It is it that gives you the faith of gratitude and kindness, so that we can offer our love, understanding and touch in the days of "entering the community four times". We get help and make progress in intense and substantial study; Get understanding and happiness in colorful class activities; Harvest tolerance and care in trivial and complicated daily life; In the days of worry and * * *, I was moved by the warmth of harvest.
A little disappointed, a little confused, a little reluctant to say goodbye, but you can't hide your desire: you can finally walk into that wonderful world, finally have the opportunity to point out the country and finally have the opportunity to prove yourself. The world outside school is particularly enchanting, and it is your pride to graduate with honor.
When the two sides meet, the students always leave. Before the banquet is over, leave the song and get up.
Will you miss being apart from each other? Even if I'm late, the phoenix will always be a little sad when it blooms. Still singing softly in the dream, leaving some memories. Flowers bloom and fade, and people are sad and happy.
What you miss is the youth you can no longer have, the unique youth in this unique garden. At that time, I was young and thin, leaving so far away ... but I suddenly found that you had graduated.
Whether you are on-the-job, graduate student or self-employed, always remembering your past days will make your heart warm and practical; Always remember to keep in touch with your classmates, which will make you not lonely; Always remember to visit the business school once in a while, which will help you cherish your life. Keep a quiet elegance, keep a self-confidence, and don't lose luster because of worldly dust, and don't lose because of poverty.
Life will not care for you because you are down and out, but it will not give up on you because you are confident. Senior, life is a series.
Parents' duty is to open the curtain, the teacher can only be your guide, the suspense is set by you, the plot is unfolded by you, and the theme is brewed by you.