In a blink of an eye, six years have passed and I am about to graduate. My heart is full of curiosity about junior high school life, and I am also full of disappointment with my teachers, classmates and alma mater who have been together for six years. My ears are still ringing with the bright books of my classmates, the laughter of my classmates after class, and the scenes of my classmates frolicking in front of me. This primary school life also made me understand a lot.
I still remember that day six years ago, my mother took me very nervous and came to the gate of Chang 'an Experimental Primary School. At this time, I saw several teaching buildings standing in front of me, so solemn. In my immature eyes, there is a sense of strength. I couldn't help but be frightened and refused to go in, as if it were a big lion, and it would eat people as soon as it entered. Later, I saw several children my age boldly go in. I'm not afraid if they dare to enter. So I boldly walked into the teaching building. There is a blackboard in the hall with their own classes and routes posted on it. We finally saw the route of Class One and Class Four, and immediately walked to the door of Class One and Class Four under the guidance of the route. I can't help but feel a little nervous again. When I entered the door, I saw a kind teacher, wearing a pair of pink glasses, a high nose and a kind smile, which made me no longer afraid and walked in. What's your name, little classmate? ; I'm-my name is Shi. ; Oh, Qijia, you will be a member of Class One and Class Four in the future. My name is Sun. You can call me Miss Sun. ; I see. My mother saw that I got along well with the teacher and left with a smile. When she left, I began to get nervous again. The teacher arranged a seat for me. I sat in my seat and my classmates next to me began to ask me questions. I'm embarrassed to answer. At this time, the teacher told us to be quiet, let us introduce ourselves one by one, or we can talk about our hobbies. I'm a little scared. Among so many people I don't know, I dare not stand up and introduce myself. Looking at the classmates in front, I introduced myself generously. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother used to say something. As long as you have the courage to face yourself bravely, you can succeed. I suddenly stopped being afraid. When it was my turn, I introduced myself generously. After the introduction, applause immediately sounded. The moment I sat down, I almost cried out; I made it!
Although it has been six years, it is still deeply imprinted in my mind, leaving an indelible impression. It not only made me understand an important significance, but also was my best memory before graduation! Goodbye, my primary school life!
Teachers are like the warm sun in winter, giving us warmth. The teacher is like a colorful brush, adding a rainbow to our blank life. Teachers are like a ladder of knowledge, which leads us to the bright road of success. I like to watch the teacher's amiable appearance, and I also like to watch the teacher's angry appearance, because the teacher's every move is teaching me to grow up.
Dear teacher: Dear students:
In this day when the sun is like fire and the hibiscus is in bud, we gather together, which is a farewell to primary school life and a prospect for the new semester.
Looking back at this campus where I have lived for six years, every place carries our memories. The sports meeting on the playground, the class in the classroom and every meal in the canteen are still fresh in my mind. I can't forget every place on this campus-the playground carries my sweat and the classroom carries laughter. Touch the blackboard, it witnessed every wonderful speech I made, wiped the dining table, it saw every time I wolfed down on the playground, it saw every time I sweated, and I loved this campus, a campus like home.
What impressed me most about this campus was the teacher. I still remember that the teacher taught us to write, gave us lectures with great interest, and carefully analyzed the truth for us ... The teacher is like the warm sun in winter, warming us. The teacher is like a colorful brush, adding a rainbow to our blank life. Teachers are like a ladder of knowledge, which leads us to the bright road of success. I like to watch the teacher's amiable appearance, and I also like to watch the teacher's angry appearance, because the teacher's every move is teaching me to grow up.
Classmates are a guitar in happy days, playing the happiness of life for you. Classmates are the spring breeze in sad days, gently brushing away the sadness in your heart. Classmates are mentors on the road to success, enthusiastically leading you to the sunshine. Remember the first day of school? In confusion, we looked at strange faces. I can't tell you how lonely I am, but it's all temporary. We have a little understanding and a little familiarity. Now we are like brothers. As if it were yesterday. Sooner or later, our feelings are getting deeper and stronger. May our friendship last forever!
Goodbye, my campus, in your arms, we grow up and understand slowly. Goodbye, my teacher, thank you for your tireless self-reproach and tireless questioning. Under your careful cultivation, we thrive. Goodbye, classmates, and thank you for your company! I'm always happy and upset.
We had a special and interesting class this morning. Our great and beautiful teacher Yu summed up the gifts we gave her and shared them with her classmates.
Careful teacher Yu took out his computer and opened the slide. I saw a beautiful card catch my eye. One big love and one small love form a great love. I think love is not just an ordinary love, but a love that contains the feelings of teachers and students.
I squinted at the gifts made by my classmates. Suddenly, the teacher's words suddenly aroused my appetite: "You all love me, and one of my classmates hates me." I stared at the name on it, but I couldn't get it out for a long time because of my eyesight. When the teacher said it was Dona, I froze there. The teacher read word by word, read and read crystal tears, and my eyes were full of tears. But inside, my eyes are blurred, and only some kind of liquid is dangling in front of me.
Tears flowed out unconsciously. I tried to wipe my eyes wet from crying and looked at the tears on the table. If it was before, I would clean it thoroughly, but today, I didn't give up and even watched it for a long time.
After reading the whole article of Donna, I was touched and a little flattered that it was written about me. But at the thought that we are going to graduate, an inexplicable bitterness suddenly welled up in my heart. I regret that I didn't cherish our time together before, and even feel that time is so slow that I can't wait to pass it quickly. But now, I feel that time flies so fast, as fast as the blink of an eye.
Students and teachers of Class Six and Seven, forgive my willfulness, my ignorance, my naughty behavior and my mistakes. Let's make this pot of stone soup more delicious these days before graduation, let it represent our elegance in June and July, and let it write about our progress.
Students, don't forget to continue chatting in class after graduation, and don't forget to continue to pay attention to our stone soup. I remember when I was in primary school, there was such a solidarity class of six or seven people.
A few days before graduation, let me give my most sincere wishes to the socks of Liuqi!
Six years later, my primary school life is coming to an end. In the past six years, I have grown up day by day in this happy campus from ignorance to understanding, from naivety to maturity. In a blink of an eye, I will bid farewell to this school. In the past six years, I have had regrets, sorrows, joys and laughter.
Sometimes I wonder, will we laugh or cry on graduation day? Shall we say goodbye to our classmates with a smile? Or give your classmates a parting hug in tears? In my opinion, both are necessary. Once, my classmates gave me a lot of joy and smiles. It is you who always comforted me when I was sad; It is you who celebrate for me when I am happy; It is you who have been with me on the road of growing up, so that I am no longer lonely. .
Wei Wei, my dear "brother", do you remember? Once, I asked you to help me hand in my class's math exercise book because I had to sweep the floor. You agreed without hesitation. Afterwards, I said thank you. You said something that moved me very much-you are my "brother"! Wei Wei, you know, this sentence is the warmest sentence I have ever heard among my friends, and it also makes me feel the most precious sentence! Wei Wei, I believe our friendship will last forever!
Goodbye, class! It won't be long before we step into the door of junior high school and usher in a brand-new study life. What is waiting for us is a heavier study pressure and a strange face. What we need to face is an unknown thorn. I was confused, I wandered. Facing the future, our instinctive reaction is-at a loss. But I deeply know that if so, we will become the most useless people in the world! We can't escape, let alone escape! Life needs us to create, and reality needs us to face! Only when we face the challenge positively with an upward heart can we succeed.
Goodbye, class. In the face of parting, we must be strong! Let's leave with the bud of friendship, and let the days after this bud be more vibrant!
The wind in summer has blown, and the colorful campus shows the unique scenery in summer. Unfortunately, I am about to say goodbye to this school. Summer wind, please leave my breath here; Summer rain, please moisten my heart better; Summer sun, please make me hotter and more sincere!
Graduation brings us new expectations; Graduation brings us parting sadness and unknown confusion ... students, the last round of the sun in our primary school life is about to set, and a new round of the rising sun will rise tomorrow! We firmly believe that our tomorrow will be better and more brilliant! Let's sing that song firmly: tomorrow will be better! ! !
I always think: don't grow up, always with a curious childlike innocence, and have the most beautiful reverie about this world.
Always think: don't grow up, always sail on the boat with sincere spring dreams and sail in childhood dreams.
Always think: don't grow up, always eat with your mouth open and sleep with your eyes closed.
On this day, the last day of primary school graduation, I no longer have such pure thoughts, because I find myself growing up slowly, and I will enter junior high school, which is perfect but short-lived.
Don't be so naive, sigh for the lack of sad songs.
Don't be so ignorant and complain about the pocket money given by dad.
I will not feel bored because I am alone at home; Shut yourself in a small room full of cobweb memories, write poems, listen to music quietly, and read books carefully, but feel it is a kind of enjoyment.
I am no longer afraid of failure, and I will never cry against the wall when I am sad, because I have learned a famous saying: "Disappointment is not terrible, and pain is not pitiful."
No longer ecstatic about a small success, no longer happy about a little favor.
I never pay attention to my growth, and always think that I am very small, but on this day, the last day of primary school graduation, I think a lot.
I think time is ruthless. We should seize every minute to work hard for tomorrow. And often find the feeling of experience, to seriously feel what Zhu Ziqing said: "When washing your hands, the days pass from the basin;" When eating, the days pass from the rice bowl; When I am silent, I will go through my eyes. I realized that he left in a hurry, and when he reached out to cover his arm, he passed by the arm again ... "
I think: I must be brave tomorrow and explore new things forever. The pursuit of new things is endless.
I think; Tomorrow I must be strong and launch a fierce attack on the setbacks and failures in my life voyage.
I think: tomorrow, when the storm comes, I may be as calm as an adult and will struggle hard in the storm, but later, I will never forget, quietly look up at the blue sky and enjoy the beautiful rainbow.
I think: when I grow up tomorrow, I will love thinking about things and often fantasize about beautiful Xanadu; I like stepping on the passionate sunset, wandering quietly, thinking about the past, thinking about the present and thinking about the future; Like a dream of finding yourself in nature; I like to run freely and ecstatically in the snow, recalling my childhood footprints; I like listening to friends whispering under the starry night sky; I like flying my thoughts in the blue sky with my affectionate kite on a beautiful spring day.
Standing on the third floor, looking at the beautiful teaching building and playground of my alma mater, I can't help but think a lot and feel nostalgic! I studied at my alma mater for six years, and I will never forget the upbringing of my alma mater.
It is summer now, and the campus is a green world. It is these bright dark green, green and light green ... which greatly reduces the heat in summer. At this time, the ice cream in outlets is not popular on campus, but the thick and suitable green attracts many students. After class or at the physical education class, most of the students gathered under the tall willows, whispering in small groups and talking about the doubts in their study. The sun shines through the leaves and drips on the ground, rippling and having a special taste. The campus is full of our heartfelt joy.
I feel very happy living in such a beautiful campus. I sat under the willow tree, recalling my past contacts. They are all happy scenes. I couldn't help laughing, but one thing stopped my smile and endangered the school environment. I still regret it.
One day, just after the Chinese exam, the second class was given, and I only got 90. Most of my classmates are over 98, and I am very angry. In order to make my mood better, I took the initiative to go to the school store and bought a lot of snacks. I threw them away at dinner. I threw the ground that had just been cleaned by my classmates at sixes and sevens, and the packaging bag that drifted with the wind called me, but I didn't know how to repent and turned to leave. But as soon as I turned around, I saw the health teacher coming towards me angrily. Seeing this, I ran away. Now that I think about it, my face can't help burning. I feel so sorry for the teacher who has educated me for six years! So every time I go to the front of the shop and see the garbage, I can't help but pick it up, which can be regarded as clearing my "sin"!
Ah, alma mater, you let each of our students grow up healthily in your arms and swim freely in the ocean of knowledge! When I met with difficulties, the hard-working teacher's teaching gave me the courage to overcome them and let me face them firmly. When I made achievements, the teacher congratulated me with kind eyes and gratified smiles, and warned me with talking eyes not to be proud and to continue to work hard. ...
Ah, alma mater, you have given us endless gifts and endless complaints!
I will graduate in the near future. At this moment, I have endless attachment in my heart, and I can't say it!
All good things must come to an end. How can time fly, and time will never return? I will always remember my alma mater, remember the expectations of my teachers, and strive to be "proud of being small today and proud of being small tomorrow".
Seven or six years ago, we walked into the campus with immature steps. In a blink of an eye, time has jumped to the present. We are young and ignorant, and we are about to get our primary school diploma, and we are embarking on a new journey and a new campus with our dreams.
In the past six years, we have experienced storms, met rainbows, fell in the dark and found our way along the lighthouse. So we got a lot of help and need to thank everyone around us for their companionship along the way.
Thank you, loyal teacher. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. The teacher is a gardener, trying to cultivate beautiful flowers; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students step by step; Teachers are candles, which illuminate others but burn themselves. Over the years, teachers have devoted themselves to education. Now, we cherish the thoughts of our teachers and the deep hope of graduation at an early date. Here, I thank our dearest teacher.
Thank you for your hard-working parents. In the past six years, our parents have seen every progress. They have worked hard for us and are the closest people to us. Near the early stage of entering a higher school, almost every parent is anxious and keeps running around in various middle schools, just to find a suitable middle school for their children and have a good future. We have grown up a little and become more youthful, but our parents' heads are full of white hair, so we should thank our parents who are busy day and night.
Thanks to the students who get along day and night. In the past six years, we have changed from strange classmates to friends who talk about everything. More and more smiling faces record the growth of our friendship. During the six years of our classmates, there were tears and laughter, and we shared joys and sorrows. In class, we stare at the blackboard and try to absorb nutrition; After class, we talked and laughed and talked about our lofty aspirations in detail. Although many of us will not go to a school after graduation, the six-year friendship will not end, it will accompany you to the ends of the earth, and the six-year primary school will be cherished by everyone.
Thanks to my lovely alma mater. My alma mater is like a kind mother, treating every student fairly. On the playground of our alma mater, the footsteps of physical education class Sports are printed, our laughter is rippling in the classroom of our alma mater, and our songs are recorded under the national flag of our alma mater. Thanks to the care of my alma mater for six years, we will still remember this unique and happy time in my alma mater after many years.
Thanks to the teacher who sneaked into the night with the wind and moistened things silently.
Thanks to parents who want their children to be dragons and their daughters to be phoenixes, and encourage us to keep moving forward.
Thank you for your company day and night. Classmates have been friends for nearly six years.
Thanks to the dedication of my alma mater to cultivate peaches and plums regardless of return.
Time flies, we are about to enter junior high school, but wherever we go, we will never forget everything about our alma mater. I believe that today we are proud of our alma mater, and tomorrow it will be proud of us.
In a blink of an eye, more than half of this year has passed, and the primary six appraisal exam is just around the corner. However, doesn't this mean that we are going to graduate? I'm so naive as a new student, and I'm so strange to everything. Making new friends again, everything is so familiar, as if it were yesterday. But in the blink of an eye ...
In a blink of an eye, more than half of this year has passed, and the primary six appraisal exam is just around the corner. However, doesn't this mean that we are going to graduate?
I'm so naive as a new student, and I'm so strange to everything. Making new friends again, everything is so familiar, as if it were yesterday. But six years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the teacher lied to us about so many things, such as the injection doesn't hurt, what to do next time, but the only thing that didn't lie to us is that six years is really short.
Someone once said that school is a cruel place, forcing a group of strangers to know each other and then forcing us to separate. Open the previous photos, a tender little face, with the change of time, there are traces of growth on the face.
I never dreamed of graduating. I may be deceiving myself. There is still a long time before graduation.
I still remember that we often agreed to travel together and would travel whatever we said. However, I don't know when it will be realized, because after graduation, we all have to go our separate ways, make new friends, and then make such an agreement with new friends. Then I forgot the agreement with my old friend, and everything was so calm as if it had never happened.
There are many stages in life, from kindergarten to primary school, to middle school, and even to college in the future, having children, getting old and dying, everyone has to go through it. Primary school friends, primary school life, just a passer-by, is the only way in your life. But even so, I really want to seize my childhood and present and not let it pass.
This class is a little proud. It doesn't talk in any class, but it's still warm. The students greet each other. Copying homework under pressure, even taking a look at the exam, now I feel so kind when I think about it. After leaving this alma mater, which only allows us to speak ill of others, we should work hard for our middle school career, such as dark circles in the morning and sleepy in class, bit by bit.
If, after graduation, let's go back to our alma mater and have classes with the once super boring teachers, I don't think anyone will want to sleep. After graduation, the teacher who used to feel the most annoying should now be the one who wants to thank most.
I just want to say goodbye to my childhood, and I hope that we can have no regrets in our upcoming childhood. I want to say to my friends: "After graduation, we will all be fine."
I still hear a song in my ear, "Friends walk together all their lives, and those days are gone forever." . A word for life, a glass of wine for life. Friends are never alone. If you are friends, you will understand. There is hurt and pain, I have to go, I ... "
After graduating from primary school, I really can't bear to recall the good old days. After all, six years of classmates have deep friendship, crying and laughing together, and have gone through six years of ups and downs together. ...
Six years seems to have passed in an instant. We are destined to be apart, but why should we get to know each other? I remember the last spring outing, the last sports meeting and the last exam. We cherish each other and their friendship.
When I graduated, the air in the classroom was filled with a sad atmosphere, and everyone expressed their sense of farewell in silence. A faint cloud hung over the forced smile at the graduation ceremony.
Thinking of the days when I got along with my classmates, how much I didn't want to be separated from them. For six years, I have been attending classes, doing homework, playing, making progress and experiencing setbacks with them. Their ears echoed with laughter, and their smiling faces kept emerging. How could I forget?
In the past six years, I have gone through six ups and downs with the blackboard as the background, teachers as the example and classmates as the partners. Since we are going to graduate, let's wave goodbye. No matter how much I miss it, I can't find the days when I was with my classmates or the happiness when I was together. Instead of missing our happy time here, I would rather accept the fact and bury this miss in my heart as a memory.
The word "graduation" makes people happy and sad. We are very happy because we have entered the middle school. With our entry, our knowledge has taken a step forward, which means that we have grown up again. I can enjoy the junior high school life and experience that I have long yearned for and longed for. Learn those deeper knowledge and enrich your knowledge treasure house; Sad because we are going to be separated from our classmates who have been together for six years.
Teachers have also said that "there are days outside, but there are people inside" and "the strong will always be strong". We don't know what happens in school. In this strange learning environment, students from various schools will naturally have masters with much better grades than you. At that time, you will have a kind of study pressure, which will make you breathless because of homework and study. Because the amount of homework in junior high school will increase, the rest time will be less and less. The probability of having a "panda eye" has also increased, and there are more and more students in the class meeting.
In junior high school, my worries, sadness and excitement will also come true. We seized the time that slipped away and worked hard in this only time.
Goodbye means a better meeting. So I want to continue my life, I still have to work hard, or struggle, for dreams, for reality, that's all! Step into junior high school life, believe in yourself, and tomorrow will be better!