1 Listen, when the bell rings, the classroom is empty. Skip class? That's true-everyone is filming graduation photo on the playground.
The sun shines naughtily on everyone, and we talk to each other about the harvest of this semester and our yearning for future life. In a few months, we will leave, and we may face those strange faces. We have the dream of flying high, the sadness of not wanting to leave, and the feeling of being reluctant to part, which is sour and sweet.
Sitting in a chair, facing the camera, bathing in the sunshine and looking at the blue sky. ...
Together with teachers, classmates, and the once-laughing campus, we put the brightest smile on the camera and set the most sincere side on graduation photo. I will only see this photo later. I don't want to forget that I once smiled like a flower; I don't want to forget having fought side by side; Don't forget, once ...
Yes, our childish faces are always fixed in the photo, and behind that photo is everything in 602, everything in 602.
After graduation, we took graduation photo to middle school. Goodbye, in the days of junior high school, can you not forget our past and our friendship? The past days will become a pearl in your memory. When you go to a colorful tomorrow, that pearl will be a sail for your long journey.
Graduation photo painted the past, but he couldn't grasp the time. The changes of years have turned once childish children into vigorous teenagers; graduation photo ...
Let me write a poem on the back of graduation photo: There is a spring breeze in the small building, weeping willows caressing rosy clouds, saying goodbye, breaking branches and leaving, and making a lot of promises.
graduation photo ...
Grade 6 graduation composition 2 "Cha …… Cha ………" Listen, the clock is ticking quietly. Looking back, I'm a little sad, but I have to go again.
I can't forget the teacher's care and love for us.
I can't forget that friendship between classmates can't be bought with money.
The arrival of June 28, let my heart pounding, as if there is a huge stone hanging on the cliff in my heart, which can't fall for a long time. I pushed the boulder in my heart hard to let it fall, so that I was not nervous and faced the exam correctly. "Don't worry, or you'll fail the exam ... or you'll fail it." This sentence has been said in my heart. But I must do well in the exam.
Dear teacher, goodbye. I will never forget your concern and care for me. It is you who let us gradually become a knowledgeable and talented person; You taught us how to modernize science. With the development of today's society, teachers' work has played a great role. I really want to say, "teacher, I love you, and I will not live up to your expectations of me."
Dear students, goodbye. I will never forget our friendship. When I won, your congratulations made me happier; When I encounter setbacks, with your support, I can enhance my courage and confidence in overcoming difficulties. My dear classmates: "Thank you!"
Let's go, let's go! With passion and love.
However, when the lights go out, when things change, when the hair turns white, youth will never leave.
Even if you don't have to start all over again.
There is still one month before graduation. The six years of primary school were neither fast nor slow, but at the last moment, I suddenly felt very nostalgic and reluctant. I can't wait to stay in this campus and never leave. I will always be so happy.
Teacher:
I will graduate soon, and we will leave you and this campus. I admit that I am a little naughty, but I don't expect you to remember me and my name, because I know that you have brought countless students. If every student has to remember his name, it must be a great burden for you. Thank you for your education in my primary school life. We will respect your teaching and keep your words in mind. Perhaps, one day in a certain year, we will meet in the street or at a certain intersection. At that time, I will run forward, smile and shout sweetly: "Hello, teacher!" " "Although you may not recognize me at that time, you are deeply remembered in my heart. Your busy backs will reverberate in my mind, and your hands that have written countless chalk words will be remembered by us. Here, I sincerely thank you: "Teachers, you have worked hard, thank you for your education! "
Student:
Maybe some students don't get along much and don't speak much body language. Even if we don't often talk together, we are still classmates, aren't we? Even some students have been at odds with me. Can you promise me one condition? Did we get along well in the last month? No more tit-for-tat, harsh words, but friendly unity and peaceful coexistence?
Those are my best friends:
We are about to graduate, facing endless strangeness and indifference. Maybe we will meet again, but can we still laugh like this? I long for a long-term friendship, just like my sister's classmates and her, even though they are in grade three now. They are not in the same school, but their feelings are still very beautiful, so beautiful that I envy and hate them. Promise me that we are as good as them?
Sixth grade graduation composition 4-green leaves always leave the tree and become fallen leaves; The world will always change and become a beautiful harbor; We always have to leave and become the white sails of friendship. ...
recall
Calm down, will I still remember our years?
A thermos in winter-a teacher who is cold outside and hot inside; Watching the play like a doll all day-Ling Jiang in high spirits; Hollow radish-Zhou Cailang, ugly and useless; Down-to-earth Xu Xingmei; There is also Ma Guanyu, who has been praised by our class as "ADHD children" many times; The late king-Wang Qijun (now dead); King of Humor-Cheng Xiaoxiao ...
ferment
Calm down, will I remember those things in our class? Can you write it again? ……
After we leave, will Class Six still echo the voice of Xu Xingmei asking us to hand in our dictation books? Students are listless because of too much homework; Looks like a defeated rooster-dejected, thinks he must have failed to hand in his homework, and is severely criticized by the master. The king of jokes-Zhou Cailang is here. Although he is useless, only he can control the function of jokes. Cheng Xiaoxiao, the king of humor, came, and his fluent humor won thunderous applause from the class. Alas, almost every day is the same thing, which is why Zhou Cailang quarreled with Cheng Xiaoxiao again. Li Zhiheng is here again. He can never be calm, in exchange for the spit of the whole class, he had to "step down" helplessly; As soon as Ma Xinyao entered the class, he looked blank. How did he disappear for a while and the world became strange? "Ha ~ ha ~ ha ~ ha" and who poked Dana's "joke"? I have to say that this voice has to be full of "magic sound". I don't know. I thought there was an exterminator in our class. ...
Will you sing "Wish" again? "The lake is your eyes, dreaming of the stars all over the sky, your mood is changing, and waiting is more constant ..." Singing and listening, I heard some crying whispers. ...
see you again
Primary school life is like a colorful picture book, recording the moments of our growth. There are different people, different events, different moods and young hearts.
But another example is an interesting picture book story, which depicts our complete childhood fun and unforgettable things.
But like a poem, in this poem, we wrote down our immortal childhood, which is both immortal and reluctant.
We will meet again in the graduation season in June. How many times do you leave in life? Parting is the first stop in life. There is no smooth road in life for you, and even if there is, you will be a weak person in the end. Only with rough roads can you be stronger.
Goodbye, classmates who have been with me for six years and get along with each other day and night; Goodbye, dear teacher; Goodbye, let me learn to leave here-my alma mater!
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I have been studying for 9 years since the first grade of primary school. Time slips away unconsciously, but it also grows unconsciously. I started reading in the past, and now I know several times more words than before. In fact, these are all accumulated by us.
It's grade three now, and I don't believe it myself. How can it be so fast?
Recalling that I just entered middle school, I feel that junior high school has been a long time. However, now is the last year, and it is also the most important year, because this year has doomed our success or failure, and also doomed our future study and life. So, study hard this year!
For us, the graduating class is really a heavy task, and a lot of spare time is occupied, which makes the learning atmosphere more tense.
We used to complain, why are we graduating class? Why can't we have more free time? Why ...? All this is what we should face, just because we are graduating students.
We used to wonder whether there were no exams in grade three and whether there was more free time in grade three. Can junior three students not be separated? ……? Many daydreams, how much we hope to come true, can be killed by the graduating class.
By the third day, we have a lot more learning tasks and less time to play with our classmates. Teachers often remind us: "We should form a good habit, which will accompany us all our lives, and a bad habit will ruin our lives." Habit, now we really need to have a good habit, because habit determines our success or failure and everything.
Aristotle said: "People's actions are always repetitive. Therefore, the pursuit of Excellence is not a single move, but a habit. " It can be seen that a good habit is very important to us.
Hey ... having said that, learning is really important, but
Happiness is really important!
In this way, our reverie is buried in a thick pile of books, buried in a humble corner of our hearts, because it will never come true. Real life, in our black and white world, is just one of your colors-happiness. Adults will never understand our ideas and will only ask us to study.
Delusions, our delusions, and the delusions of the graduating class will eventually be shattered and cannot be realized. If the hope comes true, it can only be realized in a dream, and the dream of graduating class can only be completed in a dream. In that case, how much we wish we would never wake up, and no one would wake up that dream.
The realistic dream of the graduating class can't be realized, so let's realize the dream of the graduating class in our dreams. I think this is also a good thing!
The reverie of the graduating class, the reverie of the graduating class in the dream.
There are less than three months to leave this kind and warm alma mater. I always thought I would leave my alma mater for a long time, but now I will leave in a blink of an eye. Cherish every day's time, keep every happy moment and cherish every opportunity to get along. I never knew how to cherish the friendship between my classmates before, but now I know how to grasp it after graduation. I hope I can leave a good impression on all my classmates, teachers and leaders last semester.
When I saw many seniors leaving one after another, I always thought it was not for us, but time and tide wait for no man, and in a blink of an eye, we became the big brothers and sisters of the school. After the mid-term exam, the graduation exam is waiting for us. In the face of this alma mater, we have ripples in our hearts, but we have to leave. If only time could go back.
Alma mater: I want to tell you that I love you. You are the gardener of the motherland. You have trained groups of students, and how many students have grown up under your training. How many students shelter you from the wind and rain, how many students pay silently. How many students have you been angry with and worried about along the way? Over the past few years, you have helped us to become talents with no regrets, and you have also contributed to the success of our school and admission to the university. Because you educated him, we express our deep blessing to you, and hope that more and more students will come to you.
We are students in grade six, and we are graduating classes. Because we are a graduating class, there are many winds and waves around us, and we are all afraid and at a loss. I hope the storm will disappear as soon as possible.
Storm 1:
Classmate Record Storm: Many students in our class bought classmate records, so everyone hoped that others would write their own classmate records until they distributed more than 35 classmate records in the class. What's more, some students actually wrote in class again, but fortunately the teacher didn't catch it, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Storm 2:
Post a photo storm: the classmate record is finished, so keep it as a souvenir. The female students all took photos of nearly five yuan. I only have a dozen, and there are 25 female students in my class. I have to secretly give it to some close friends. What if my classmates don't have my photos? {That's just their bad luck, hee hee! }
Storm: No.
The graduation storm is coming to an end! ! I can't help singing: "I don't want to grow up." When I grow up, there will be no fairy tales in the world. " I don't want to grow up, I'd rather be stupid forever. "
People who hope the storm will end soon!
The dear faces of teachers change year after year, and the class is as high as stairs. This isn't it? I entered Class 6 and Class 3 this year. I know that this is the time when I bid farewell to my naive childhood and welcome colorful teenagers-the time when I graduated from primary school.
As soon as I entered the sixth grade, my learning tasks began to increase: I wrote homework every day, that is, I recited texts, concepts and definitions, and recited English words. Sometimes I feel that my head is almost not enough! There is little time to play. I heard that the study task will be heavier next semester, so I am even more nervous when I think about it! No, I was stumped by two classical Chinese when I first started school. What does this "knowledge" mean? What about this one? My mind is full of "swans" flying around and chess pieces jumping around.
I really want to go back to kindergarten, a carefree and carefree day! Unfortunately, time is gone forever.
I used to like Friday best because I could enjoy it after school. Now when I get home, my parents are like loudspeakers, "Ji-woo, do your homework quickly ..." "Ji-woo, recite English quickly ..." I have no free time!
"We will go to junior high school in four months. If you don't get into a key middle school, you won't get into a key high school, and if you don't get into a key high school, you won't get into a key university ... "The teacher often tells us in his ear, as do the Chinese teacher and the math teacher. "You will graduate in four months, and you can't pass the exam ..." These words have been floating in my ears, making me nervous, worrying and struggling. "Going to junior high school is a small mound, going to high school is climbing a hillside, and going to college is the peak of life." Teacher Wang, who teaches English, often says so. From these words, I seem to understand-life is not easy, you must work hard! The days are busier every day, but richer every day. I gradually adapted to this high-paced study life and had no time to complain.
Yes! Life is like this. There are mounds, small slopes and high mountains. If you can't cross the mound, do you still have the courage to climb to the top of the mountain to see more beautiful scenery? All right! Since junior high school is the first test of life, let me cherish this day that I must struggle!
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