We graduated from composition.
The diary has been written to the end, and our primary school life is over. What happened six years ago seems to have happened yesterday, and it is still fresh in my mind.
Before graduation, we were a little crazy. Every time after class, we quickly ran out of the classroom and played in groups of three or five. There was so much pressure at that time that we were really overwhelmed for two days. We try to decompress, of course, in order not to waste the last time before graduation, we can all leave an impression on each other. Sometimes, we really forget the exam.
Until a few days ago, we graduated and left the unforgettable primary school.
On graduation day, we flocked to the campus and wanted to see the familiar school for the first time. Me too. I want to see the campus for the last time and see where I lived.
I came to the playground. This is the most suitable place for my primary school to pour out my heart, because the tranquility in the morning can purify people's hearts. Here, I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I was in trouble with my classmates and ran to the playground alone in the rain. Quarrel with classmates, ran to the playground alone, and was finally persuaded by the teacher to go back. These things have been lingering in my mind.
I walked into the classroom and sat in a daze. I remember when we were in the fifth grade, the whole class was in conflict because of the exam, and the teacher was not there at that time. Finally, we regret what Teacher Zhang said. Each of us wrote a diary and a composition to express our feelings. I also think of the two teachers who have the greatest influence on me-President Dou Huiyong and Teacher Liu Chunyong. Teacher Liu of our class taught me for a year and a half, which made us understand how to be a man. We all like him very much. But in the last six months, the teacher went out to study, and the principal took our place. After half a year, I found that the headmaster's voice was hoarse and he lost weight. That's because the headmaster has to talk about three or four classes a day, and each class is so detailed and tired. Now that I think about it, these two teachers impressed me the most.
The primary school days are over. It is really time for us to go. Now I'm a little nervous and reluctant, and I really don't want to say goodbye. I hope everyone will succeed in their studies. Students don't worry, 15 I will come back with some achievements on Children's Day!
Graduation composition of sixth grade in primary school
Primary school life is coming to an end. In the past six years, how many things are worth remembering: teachers' teaching, parents' concern, classmates' friendliness ... I am about to graduate, and I have a lot to say to teachers, classmates and friends!
Dear teacher, over the past six years, you have been giving me meticulous care. You are strict with us and take your own actions as an example. Your suggestions, demands and even orders, once put forward, will make us do it, but always make us convinced and act consciously. You are a model in our mind! From I just entered the school, I was young and ignorant, and I was about to leave, mature and sensible. There is a lot of your sweat and effort in it! In the past six years, I have experienced ups and downs, but what is not your figure? In order to improve our composition, you correct it until after two in the morning every day. No matter how ugly the words are, no matter how difficult it is to correct the composition, you write down comments one by one, and each one is so careful that you leave a little effort on the draft paper. The next morning, you still appeared in front of us happily. You've never taken a leave of absence for physical reasons. We watched it when we were students. It really hurts! You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; You are not a singer, but let the clear spring of knowledge tinkle and sing charming songs; You are not a sculptor, but you are shaping the soul of young people ... Teacher, how can I forget you!
During the six years in this primary school, the kindness of the students is indispensable. When I broke my leg, my classmates helped me back to the classroom. When I have a problem that I can't do, my classmates explain it to me; When I did badly in the exam and was criticized by my parents and teachers, my classmates all came to share the pain for me. When we are happy, friends will share with me. It is really "sharing weal and woe". Every corner of the campus has our laughter. Now, we are about to part, how reluctant we are to give up! Because, whether it's frolicking or slapstick, it's the same friendship that will stay in my heart forever.
We should cherish our present life and make primary school life a beautiful memory in everyone's heart.
Graduation composition:
Graduation is coming soon, and so is the time. It came in a hurry and went in a hurry. Time gradually slipped through our fingers. . . We don't know how to cherish, and time quietly flows through our fingers, and then we suddenly realize. It turns out that time quietly flows away in my unconscious state.
Dear alma mater, dear teachers and classmates, goodbye. Although I will leave there to study in other campuses, I will leave you in my deepest place.
Soon after graduation, I felt that everything on campus was perfect. I get along well with my teachers and classmates. I smiled, a little grumpy, rogue and willful. Now I completely recall it. Students, your smiles and lovely actions will always stay in the deepest part of my memory, and I will never forget them.
Students expect you to have your own happy and perfect days, and you can all live well. Your sorrow and pain are not your own responsibility. We spend sad, sad and happy days with you silently in a distant city.
Although we are not by your side, we will always be a silent group, never leaving, in the distance; But ... our hearts ... will always be together until the end of the world.