Our sixth grade composition 1 graduation. When the pomegranate blossoms this year, we lively primary school students have stepped into the gate of middle school. The summer of 20xx is the last summer of our primary school. We are about to say goodbye and fly into the new school with the sincere wishes of our classmates to meet new challenges.
Recalling the dribs and drabs of my classmates in the past six years, I feel a little dull pain in my heart. I think the classmates are the same. Over the past six years, we have studied together, shared happiness and exercised together. We have experienced ups and downs, and every time after the ups and downs, our friendship is stronger.
Class 5 (4) students, there is our hard sweat on the playground; In class, we have the enthusiasm to discuss Olympic books; At the class meeting, we were busy decorating the classroom; Physical education class left us a happy and hearty laugh; We are spirited on the basketball court. Do you remember?
For five years and more than 20xx days, we have lived together day and night, never bowed to difficulties, always held our heads high, walked firmly, held hands, challenged all difficulties, took the initiative to attack and found the best solution in adversity; We are very United, although we sometimes fight, but suddenly we are reconciled and talk about new topics together; We are happy and never depressed. In math class, we seek happiness from the Olympics. In Chinese class, we play different roles to make everyone laugh. We love and worship science. In every class, the teacher is talking cheerfully, and we are all listening attentively. This is the most beautiful picture in the sunset.
Students, can you still find the tug-of-war video in your mind? We tried our best to suck milk, blushed, sweated and gasped, and finally won. Smiles are on our faces, and the joy of victory is flowing in our corners of the mouth; Students, do you still remember the scene when we cleaned up the garbage on the levee by the river? We carry garbage bags, hold disposable chopsticks and bend down to pick up garbage. Although we are very tired, we are very tired, but we are very happy and immersed in the joy of labor!
Now, we are about to graduate from primary school and grow up. We are no longer children, but our precious friendship will remain in my heart forever. No matter how high we go and how far we fly, we will always be just children in the eyes of teachers, so let's study hard together, for the sake of Class 5 (4) when we were young, for the sake of teachers and for our friendship!
We graduated from the sixth grade. Composition 2 graduated today. Six years of primary school gave me too many memories. I don't want to go to school and stay at home, but I can't bear to part with this school, which is full of my happy places.
In the first grade, I was always dragged to school by adults and stayed in school for a long time with a reluctant face. At that time, I thought school life was really boring. But when I grew up, I complained that I didn't know how to cherish it before, and I realized that time was gone forever. It's been six years, and my heart is filled with regret at the thought that my friends who laughed and cried with me will go their separate ways.
Those teachers who once taught me knowledge patiently explained the exercises I couldn't do over and over again. It is they who sow the seeds of wisdom with hard sweat and bloom the flowers of our new generation of motherland. They praised me and gave me confidence when I performed well; Encourage me when I fail and feel depressed, and give me courage; Stop me when I am naughty and teach me a lesson.
"hey!" Someone patted me and handed me a thin classmate record. "Fill it out for me seriously!" I nodded and stretched out my hand to accept the friendship worth thousands of pounds. Write auld lang syne on the back of the paper. This is my promise and the ending I hope. I don't want to be separated from my good friends who are laughing and laughing together, and I don't want to leave the school together for six years. Everything there is familiar to me. I dreamed of a small chair in the corner of the school several times, stood on the playground looking up at the national flag raised in Ran Ran, and rested under a tall tree several times ... From the moment I left, this perfect thing will eventually become my memory.
In the past, we ran in school, studied in the classroom and played in the playground together. The past that has accompanied us too much will no longer belong to us. If time can go back, I would like to repeat our happy memories again; If I can replace my memory, I would like to keep those touching memories in my heart; If I can get what I want, I am willing to make those who are "happy" me happier.
It didn't really end when it ended. We must all start a new beginning. Sometimes, the end is the beginning of another road. May you be happy forever and may I be happy all my life.
We graduated from the sixth grade. Composition 3: When the breeze gently lifts a little catkin; When the sun quietly covered its golden glory on the beautiful cherry tree; When the beautiful petals float into several small rolls in the air, and then gently fall to the ground, we are happily enjoying the splendid campus life. In the morning, happy birds sang songs, accompanied us all the way through the path full of flowers, and watched us walk into the campus with a smile in their eyes. The sun shines on the bronze medal of Yangzi No.1 Middle School affiliated to Nanjing Normal University, reflecting the soft morning light on us. We accepted the light cheerfully and walked into the campus with vigor and vitality. On the way to the classroom, we can see beautiful fountains and pools, tall and straight locust trees and slender weeping willows every day; We often meet classmates or good partners in other classes, wave, pat back, say hello and maybe talk about what we have done recently. Walk into the classroom full of morning light, tidy up your schoolbags and homework, take a long breath and start a day's study and life. In class, give full play to your talents, boldly express your original opinions, and carefully remember the knowledge and key points you want to understand. Let the birds cheer for us, let the trees nod approvingly, let the flowers fall in love with them, and let the petals flying in the air be filled with messages of gratitude and hope. We're trying! We like to have a rest and allow us to play freely for ten minutes. We talk together, enhance friendship and increase our precious spiritual wealth. We discuss problems together, enhance each other's achievements and make ourselves richer and wiser. Some look down on the railing; Some people gathered in the long corridor, talking and laughing; Some people are sitting under the "S" sculpture, basking in the sun and enjoying the most beautiful golden age. We are integrated into the collective, and each class is a home. We live together day and night, and we all want our "home" to be outstanding. So at the sports meeting, we saw the momentum, preparation for departure and invincible determination of every athlete. We also saw a large group of cheerleaders cheering, some waving their arms, some jumping up and shouting, all swaggering. We grow in learning. We learn while growing up. Now, we are smiling and walking on the boulevard of the campus, sowing the happiest time. When we leave the campus, let's look back at the road we have traveled. I believe that we have some reluctant feelings; Some are proud of not wasting time; Have a plenty of longing for a better future! I believe that unforgettable campus life will be our best memory!
We graduated from the sixth grade. Composition 4 "In midsummer, can you not say goodbye to the rest of the world easily?" ..... "I hummed this farewell song, and the wonderful lyrics inadvertently reminded me. ...
Unconsciously, six years of primary school time is fleeting, leaving only a short dozen days. When I suddenly realized how fast time passed, it had been six years.
The cool breeze danced my broken hair, and I stared at this classroom, which left us too many songs, laughter and memories. Summer has passed, and when we graduate, this classroom will still be full of classmates, but it is a strange new face.
The playground is where we sweat and work hard.
I remember once, my teacher asked me to take part in a sit-up competition. That day, I really tried my best to win opportunities for myself. At the age of 30, I feel abdominal cramps, and it is very difficult to make another one. I gritted my teeth and insisted, refusing to let out a bitter and tired cry. Unconsciously, my hair has been wet with sweat.
It's finally a minute! I finished 46 sit-ups in one minute, and I succeeded! Too tired to forget to refuel! At that time, I was very proud
However, in half a month, I will never see this place where we are working hard, and I will never see my dear classmates and teachers again!
Walking in the clean and long corridor, I fell into memories ... I remember that one day it rained heavily and several of our classmates didn't bring umbrellas. It has been raining. I tried to rush into the heavy rain several times, but my classmates pulled me back. There are several thunders in the sky from time to time. We have never seen such a big jade. The rain kept pouring down the aisle and soaked my shoes. The rain didn't mean to stop at all. We are so anxious that we are about to cry! At this time, Miss Li brought us several colorful umbrellas from nowhere and said kindly, "Wait, hurry home and pay attention to safety on the way!" I still feel warm and moved when I get home. I can't feel the chill of rainy days at all!
Thanks to the teacher! Thank you, students! Thanks to my alma mater, it taught me for six years! It seems that just now, we were joking and frolicking on the playground, and the next second, we will be separated ... we will go to our new school. I can't take away good memories, but I won't give up. ...
Let's cherish this best time! Treasure! Treasure!
We graduated from the sixth grade. Our ferris wheel has stopped. More than 1000 days and nights have brought a broader learning world for high school, but why do we still miss the spring in the grid? Ah, let's take a walk on campus again. ...
Kapok is always open when new classmates come and old classmates are alive, full of brilliant red and burning with its brilliance, as if the youth we paid homage to with sweat and hard work is gone forever. Who and whose names are engraved under the tree, making a vow of "everlasting friendship", but I still don't understand how extravagant a lifelong agreement is. I used to hold hands and speak my mind, but I may not be able to pull the suitcase at the school gate. You go right, I go left.
The playground is quiet. Where have all the shouts and cheers of my classmates gone before? The rain that was secretly frozen dripped down the veins of the leaves. How much can I share? How many formulas have not been memorized? How many faces have you forgotten? With a click, graduation photo's dull smiling face drew an incomplete full stop for everything.
At this moment, there are only some fuzzy sticky silk screens around the heart. Does the seating chart on the classroom podium become an unlock password? How much joy and fear did the "prank" under the teacher's eyes steal from us? How many playground dreams have we buried in the thick book wall? Cut your background into window grilles and stick it on your heart, my friend. Will it forget you? When the memory is bleached and smoothed by years, will you never be able to call your name again?
The food that has been scolded for three years is so delicious that it has become a habit. Can you jump in line to eat chicken feet? Wonderful TV programs are always turned off at the climax. With a hiss, the crowd gradually dispersed and disappeared round and round. Are the uncles and aunts in the canteen still so rude to the class next door? Why do I still remember them in my mind, but one day I gave them an extra bowl of seaweed soup, and they were still so gentle?
It's over. It's over. Is it time to break up? The kite will always fly far, but its thread remains on the ground; Cooking smoke will always fly far away, but its source remains in the house; We will always fly away, but the footprints are left in the theater of our alma mater ... We should not be sad, because we are growing up. At that moment, we really graduated.
We graduated from the sixth grade. Alas, I will graduate today. I feel very unhappy and want to cry. The weather is gloomy, just like my mood.
I got up early in the morning, picked out a beautiful skirt and sat in front of the mirror to comb my hair. I will graduate from primary school today, and of course I have to dress up beautifully. Then I came to school, and my classmates sat motionless in their seats. Everyone lowers his head, like a withered morning glory. The once lively classroom suddenly became as cold as ice, and the students were silent. I picked up the photo album and looked at all of us taking photos and watching the activities. My tears suddenly flowed down. I suddenly heard crying. I travel around. All the photos you brought were silent tears. Seeing this scene, my heart can't help hurting. I saw the teacher outside the window, and I could see from her eyes that the teacher was also very sad. The teacher controlled his emotions, strode in, cleared his throat and said, classmates, there is no banquet that never ends. The teacher knows that the students are sad, so is the teacher. Should we turn this sadness into happiness? You are the first students of the teacher, and I brought you up from the first grade. The teacher watched you grow up and understood your feelings. Think about it, although I have graduated now, I can contact you later! Think again, you have to meet a new school, a new teaching environment, new teachers and many new classmates. You should be happy, because you have grown up! As soon as the teacher's voice fell, thunderous applause rang out in the class. The monitor got up and said, I think all the students have a lot to say to us, so let's do it one by one! First of all, Li, the Monkey King in our class, is very naughty. He said, I usually give you a lot of trouble. Please forgive me. Oh, I thought, is this what Li should say? When did he become a good cat?
How time flies! The teacher led us to take a photo of graduation photo in the center of the campus, which was the last photo we took together.
We graduated from the sixth grade. Composition 7 "Graduation" is a sacred and touching name. It used to be so desirable. Now, it often gives us endless sadness and disappointment.
When I was in the first grade of primary school, I looked at my older brothers and sisters. They are so enviable. They are so tall and mighty, they are the pride of their alma mater and the future of the motherland! I wish I were a sixth grader! I often think, often think ... I don't know the troubles when I grow up, and I don't know that primary school graduates are under great learning pressure. I only fantasize that I can be an excellent primary school graduate and serve my country.
Now, I have become a primary school graduate, but I don't have the feeling I longed for when I was young. Can't enjoy the last happy time in primary school. Only my homework accompanies me, because we are burdened with the hope of the future of our motherland. When I grow up, I have more and more troubles. I really want to go back to the carefree life in the lower grades of primary school, an innocent partner. I wish I could go back in time and go back to that wonderful past. No longer eager for the sixth grade life, maybe tired and heartbroken. I am more eager to go back to my childhood and a carefree life. Innocent partners are so happy every day. Not bound by study, not troubled by grades. After failing the exam, try to make up for it. If you fail in the exam now, you can't make up for it. It has resigned.
Ah, after graduation, I have been sad several times, lost several times and owned several times. Everything is too illusory, but it's just a passing sight. Ah, finally, we graduated, but we are a little excited, because we have expected it, and more are lost, sad and reluctant. Ah, dear friends, will we still be together? Whether there will still be the excitement of the past, mixed feelings, nostalgia for the past, it seems that the front is confused. What have I gained and learned in these six years? No more sentimental graduation, only nostalgia, nostalgia …
We finally graduated. I don't want to miss the past, just look forward to the future. After graduation, I say goodbye to you.
We graduated from the sixth grade. When pomegranate bloomed this year, our lively pupils had already stepped into the gate of middle school. In the summer of 20xx, the last summer of our primary school, we will say goodbye and fly into the new school with sincere wishes from our classmates to meet new challenges.
Recalling the dribs and drabs of students in the past six years, my heart is a bit dull. I think students are all the same. For six years, we studied together, shared happiness and exercised together. We have tasted all the ups and downs, and after each storm, our friendship has become stronger.
Class 5 (4) students, there is our hard work sweat on the playground; In class, we have enthusiasm to discuss Olympic books together; At the class meeting, we made the classroom very lively; Our happy and hearty laughter stayed on the physical education class; We are brave and fearless on the basketball court. Do you remember?
For more than 2,000 days in 5 years, we have been living together day and night, never bowing to difficulties, always holding our heads high, holding hands with firm steps, challenging all difficulties, actively attacking and looking for the best solution in adversity; We are very United. Although they sometimes quarrel, they make up in a blink of an eye and talk about new topics together; We are happy and never depressed. In math class, we look for happiness from the olympiad. In Chinese class, we played different roles, which made everyone laugh. We love and worship science. In every class, the teachers are talking happily, and we are all listening carefully. This is the most beautiful picture in the sunset.
Students, can you still find the "video" of tug-of-war in your mind? We pulled hard, blushed, sweated and gasped, and finally won. Smile is beyond words, and the joy of victory is beyond words. Students, do you still remember the scene when we cleaned up the garbage along the river bank? We carry garbage bags, hold disposable chopsticks and bend down to pick up garbage. Although tired, but very happy, immersed in the joy of labor.
Now, we are about to graduate from primary school and grow up. We are no longer children, but our precious friendship will remain in my heart forever. No matter how high we go and how far we fly, in the eyes of teachers, we will always be just children. So, let's study hard together, for our childhood class 5(4), for our teachers and for our friendship!