It marks the turning point of my life when I grow up for six years. Looking back on six years of primary school, I am quite a bit. Friends, family, knowledge, health, happiness, support ... When I finish this final exam, it means I will go to primary school. The daily life of the former should be separated from the students. How many emotional disputes have been aroused by the waving in the campus, the table and chair games in the classroom and the friendship of students! Looking back on his life from primary school to the present six years, I suddenly feel like a bottle with different tastes of ups and downs. This seems to be a colorful palette. I remember when they came to primary school, they had a strange feeling that I was getting closer and closer. Well, it's hard not to be nervous when you go to school for the first time. What impressed me most was the self-introduction in the department. I almost fainted and was frightened. Jian Xu students in Europe, for me, I feel nervous and curious. When I came out, I was a little shy and stammered, "My name is Xu Jianou. I am 6 years old and have received a lot of attention. " I like the wind rushing to the back seat. My heart finally calmed down, just for a minute, and I knew how to introduce myself. Unconsciously came to the second year, in the past year, my classmates, I have deep feelings. We talked and laughed, but inevitably, they quarreled, but some small storms and how to build our friendship can wash away the walls. We often play together, learn from each other's affairs and discuss together, and have gradually become good friends, even good brothers. When students are their own brothers and sisters, many of us are regarded as part of their family. Happy days, my life, write a short sentence: you can't live without friends, friends without deep friendship can't, can't quarrel. I can finally learn English, but I have been waiting for a long time. By the third day, I was not as lazy as before. Our English name is Doris. When I first met her, I thought she was very amiable. I heard that teachers teach English and often call names. I have to recite words in the first few months, and I have to recite more than twice as many English homework as other departments. Similarly, the teacher asked me to go to the office. Why is the office in the past different from yours today? I think it's a little written on the wall. My former teacher asked me to take part in spoken English. In a competition, she told me that learning English is a potential, so let me go. At this moment, I know what persistence is, what expectation is, and what responsibility is. In a few weeks, I will graduate. This time, really, say goodbye to my alma mater. This is our last group trip. Two-day holiday, cherish the good opportunity, students don't want to quarrel. When we come back, we want all the chop suey. 10 minute. In the last 10 minute, I had many teachers and students used it for six years. I said, is there any chance? This is not the past. Meeting again is just a memory. I really want to go back to primary school, chat with my classmates and have fun. However, it is all over. In front of me is a new beginning, new classmates, and they are very happy to be friends again. Ah, sixty years, I really feel grown up. Although I only have a junior high school education, I like grass, and a grass still decides not to fall after six years of anti-Japanese war. At this moment, I learned how to live in harmony with students and how to do things responsibly. It taught me to face difficulties and setbacks bravely and show my talents generously in front of students. Life years? Living is meaningful and valuable enough. The lessons learned in the process of growing up are worthy of yourself. After six years of primary school education, you are a stumbling block to a bright pearl shining on the earth, and your boat is carrying me to the unknown world!

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The footprints left by the silent seaside beach finally left the erosion of the beach and still disappeared without a trace. What will you leave when you watch a meteor cross the night sky? Keep silent. It takes away the desire to leave, it is just endless waiting.

Leave early. She's gone, gone forever. She is only 12 years old, and she is in bud. Don't open it, so it falls, because the land is thought-provoking.

The last class in the morning, the teacher's Chinese teacher's class, is coming to an end. He was sad, everyone was afraid of this inexplicable move, and Wood was shocked. Suddenly, he said a word: Korea-Korea-her. Then I sobbed, and no one spoke. Just looked at him curiously, waiting for him to announce-she is back! (Han is everyone's best friend, a 12-year-old girl who doesn't know about the transfer. Before leaving, she said she would come back, and he would say, open his mouth, but didn't throw up. He picked up the chalk with trembling hands and wrote on the blackboard: She can walk. "Go", we guess what he means. Just kidding. Everyone couldn't believe it and stared at the teacher silently. Then he sighed and said, "She went to heaven. Q: We all visited the fool's paradise all over the country until the teacher said directly: her tears fell and everyone would think that she had left so early. Everyone was silent, and the classroom was horribly quiet, like condensed air. He went on to say: she doesn't know why, her mother is dead, she loves her, and she can't bear the forensic examination. -He didn't go. He knew what to say. We can't stand it. Suddenly, in her memory, she always thought we were playing on the grass and she liked singing. This song is very sweet and nice. The bell rings from the familiar "awakening memory". The teacher left a quiet and noisy student outside the classroom. I went to Juan's lawn to see her because she left. Grass is not as good as I remember. She has always been with us. When she left the grass, it was as if we were standing on the grass, as if we were back in front, that's what it meant. Happy Saturday, back to back, no one spoke: she walked for a long time. Juan said she was probably just tired and fell asleep. Only Juan said, "Maybe, I hope she wakes up soon. I said, "Let's wait here for her to burst into tears. Bing, we don't know, parting is always until she leaves. Suddenly it began to rain, as if tears were shed for her, and she was very sad.

Epiphyllum never blooms in an instant. People have a chance to look closely, and it has already disappeared without a trace. Maybe it's the smell of earth, and only those who stop to savor it can understand it, but we are in a hurry.

She is gone, but she will live in our memory forever. ...