Dear Teacher Dai,
Hello!
Another graduation season. Walking on the school path, everything here is so familiar. In less than half a month, we will leave our alma mater. At this moment, I have Qian Qian's absolute regret in my heart. The summer wind is blowing gently, blowing trivial memories of the past into my mind. ...
In ten days, we will really leave our alma mater, which we have known for many years. When we leave, when we look back at the once noisy corridor, it is now empty and silent; Used to carry many textbooks and dreams, but now, there are clean and bare desks; Once full of blackboard books and homework, now it is a blank blackboard; And it used to be full of energy, but now, the protagonist is not our basketball court and playground ... Suddenly, we found that we left countless stories and dreams here, and now, all we can take away is memories.
In September 2007, everyone came to the first school in life with a good mood and longing for school life. They all fought for it, worked hard. They all expect to be the first in the sixth grade graduation exam. But at that time, we were simple and ignorant, but we never thought that time really flowed day and night like running water. In a blink of an eye, the last exam of primary school career is just around the corner. Even if we think of one day of the year, it is still vivid and profound-
I still clearly remember that two years ago, when I first set foot in the gate of Qingdao Fulin Primary School, I was immediately infected by the cheerful atmosphere in my class. Inadvertently, my mouth slightly rose. Teacher Dai, you edited my microfilm with a smile. In this warm environment, I gradually integrated into this warm home.
Miss Dai, do you still remember the exam in the fifth grade? I'm sure you won't forget that I only got 85 points in the Chinese exam. My family shook their heads, but instead of criticizing me, you taught me seriously. Patience and meticulous words, like a trickle, slowly flow into my heart. So, I redoubled my efforts and finally found my original good grades.
That time-
A few weeks ago, I happily went to No.39 Middle School for an interview, but unexpectedly, I missed 0.3 points and left me here in No.39 Middle School. When I told you the news, you smiled and said, "It's no big deal. Don't be too sad. Things are not as bad as you think. You know, 39 is not the only choice. We are such excellent children that we will not be knocked down by small setbacks. Try to do a good job in culture class. We are still waiting for you, the future big star! Come on! " After listening to your words, the seeds of hope in my heart are blooming again, and what is the result? ...
Man's life is like moonlight and fireworks. Once it blooms, if you want to look for it again, you can only fall into reminiscence ... but as Fish Leong sang, "If you miss it, you can't live in the past". Yes, memories are like moonlight that you can't catch. When you catch it, it becomes dark.
We will never forget that every Friday, there are always people who block the teachers' offices because they don't bring basketball; I will never forget that on the way to and from school every day, there are too many people in the small shop next to the school to squeeze in; I will never forget that every time someone comes to school to eat spicy strips, it is always found by the teacher; I will never forget that every time I do eye exercises, someone will always be named more than twice; I will never forget that whenever a teacher writes on the blackboard in class, someone always makes faces at the teacher; I will never forget that every pair of good friends quarreled for only two days and "colluded" together; Never forget the chalk head that died for us as a bullet in class; I will never forget my best friend who sang with me in those years. We chased together Jingru and Xiaojie who loved each other. ...
Memories can always be read, but they can't be grasped. However, the so-called best time is just a day that can't be returned. And the past is over, why do we remember it so clearly? That's because we have witnessed the beginning and growth of our dreams.
Dear teacher Dai, we all remember everything you have done for us. I can't forget your energetic figure when skipping rope and kicking shuttlecock with us; I can't forget your concentration in correcting homework; I will never forget your tearful smile at the moment. ...
Teacher, you taught us the truth of being a man and gave us rich knowledge. Come early in the morning; In the afternoon, you left very late. In my memory, the teacher is always standing, standing on the podium, opening doors and windows of wisdom for us. A teacher with bright windows. 5 1 seat, where is the teacher's seat? Ah, in our hearts, Miss Dai, you have been standing for one year, two years, three years, six years, ten years ... you have been standing on a tree and a mountain for 40 minutes!
Six years of colorful time and unforgettable memories, the old man turned it into the past, but it will never fade in our hearts. In a few days, we will have a meeting on Saturday. (3) In class, choose the first fork in the road in life. ...
I will remember the happiness we shared, and I will guard the map of our memory.
Teacher Dai, I wish you success in your work and happiness forever.
Love your students and children: Jia Shang
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