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. .......
Although we will 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. ...
Picturesque campus, teachers who inculcate, classmates who get along with each other day and night. In the face of these things that have been with me, I am about to disappear, and a sense of disappointment arises spontaneously. ...
Do you remember?
Under the tall and lush maple trees, we play together and play together; Do you remember? Under those two tall basketball stands, how many fierce games there are and how many people are shouting there; Do you remember? How many unforgettable performances have been held in that small playground; Do you remember? A campus that records every footprint of our growth.
Six years are short and short, long and long. I still remember when I was in the first grade, I always felt that those six years were a long experience when I saw my senior classmates. But looking back now, I find that the original time has passed unconsciously. When I was a child, I always wanted to have a holiday early and fly to the sky where I played. But now the intense study life has not only made me feel bored, but has made me realize the self-evident friendship between many classmates.
Graduation is coming soon, and you will never hear classmates quarrel because of disagreement again. Even the students who are usually taciturn in the class have been hugging each other shoulder to shoulder these days, enjoying the joy of gathering together and hoping that time will stay in the present forever. But people can't stay in a constant environment all their lives, but it is undeniable that although parting is painful, these days, because of their strength, the relationship between classmates has indeed become more harmonious and intimate.
At school, there are not only picturesque campuses, classmates who get along with each other day and night, but also teachers who teach us seriously. I think they are probably our closest relatives besides relatives. In the past six years, where there is no teacher's footprint, there are students wandering in the hospital because of the injured teacher. In order to let us study better, the teacher runs between the bookstore and the teaching building. This is not because of objective reasons, but because of our teacher-student relationship.
Standing at the school gate, looking at the scene of the campus, recalling the beautiful stories that happened here, tears wet my cheeks, and I miss my life and everything in these six years. ...