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A poem about leaving the university alma mater.
1. Parting in a hotel in Nanjing, an ancient poem describing leaving my alma mater.

Lipper

A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to taste it.

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?

Four Unique Farewells to Friends

There is a channel in Penghu.

Send Zheng Hong to Bi Xia Building.

Twilight smoke disappears with time,

Dreaming at night is sad.

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening wind blows the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The world is short, and all corners of the earth are friends. I welcome the perfection of turbid wine and bid farewell to Meng Han today. The sunset is beyond the mountain.

Seven unique memories of leaving my alma mater/Kaiyuan Xinfeng

Like a dream, Qin has changed for ten years.

I still remember when I left school, Yiyi shook hands with me in tears.

Break up in a hotel in Nanjing

Lipper

A gust of wind blew and the catkins were fragrant. Wu Ji pressed the wine and advised the guests to taste it.

Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.

Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ?

Four Unique Farewells to Friends

There is a channel in Penghu.

Send Zheng Hong to Bi Xia Building.

Twilight smoke disappears with time,

Dreaming at night is sad.

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening wind blows the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The world is short, and all corners of the earth are friends. I welcome the perfection of turbid wine and bid farewell to Meng Han today. The sunset is beyond the mountain.

Seven unique memories of leaving my alma mater/Kaiyuan Xinfeng

Like a dream, Qin has changed for ten years.

I still remember when I left school, Yiyi shook hands with me in tears.

It's time to leave the ancient poetry of my alma mater. A few years passed in such a hurry.

I hope we are all happy when we leave, and I hope you are happy when you are still working here.

I have been looking at the campus, friends and teachers who are leaving for a long time.

I really don't want to give it up.

I will come back to see you with good news. I hope we will cherish each other like this. ..

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening wind blows the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The world is short, and all corners of the earth are friends. I welcome the perfection of turbid wine and bid farewell to Meng Han today. The sunset is beyond the mountain.

Seven unique memories of leaving my alma mater/Kaiyuan Xinfeng

Like a dream, Qin has changed for ten years.

I still remember when I left school, Yiyi shook hands with me in tears.

That summer, the poetry edition (a poem for those students who left their alma mater in senior three) thought

The world is beautiful.

Not that drunk.

Blow out grandma

Close your eyes and it will come true.

Belong to the same species

It will open your eyes.

weary

The world is no longer beautiful.

People don't get drunk.

Students have been ups and downs for more than ten years.

Southeast and northwest.

How to shed tears?

No matter who often sends money.

Back to the taste of quite a year.

3. Poetry that once left my alma mater: It just left, and a few years passed in such a hurry.

I hope we are all happy when we leave, and I hope you are happy when you are still working here.

Looking at the leaving campus, friends and teachers, it's been a long time.

I really don't want to give it up.

I will come back to see you with good news. I hope we will cherish each other like this. ..

New bamboo is taller than old bamboo, and their growth is supported by old branches. New students will be born next year, and 100 thousand dragons and grandchildren will go around Fengchi. -[Qing] Zheng Xie

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening wind blows the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain.

The world is short, and all corners of the earth are friends. I welcome the perfection of turbid wine and bid farewell to Meng Han today. The sunset is beyond the mountain.

Seven unique memories of leaving my alma mater/Kaiyuan Xinfeng

Like a dream, Qin has changed for ten years.

I still remember when I left school, Yiyi shook hands with me in tears.

That summer, the poetry edition (a poem for those students who left their alma mater in senior three) thought

The world is beautiful.

Not that drunk.

Blow out grandma

Close your eyes and it will come true.

Belong to the same species

It will open your eyes.

weary

The world is no longer beautiful.

People don't get drunk.

Students have been ups and downs for more than ten years.

Southeast and northwest.

How to shed tears?

No matter who often sends money.

Back to the taste of quite a year.

I love my alma mater.

It's time for us to leave at last.

In the first paragraph, it's time to call the roll. The word "finally" shows our inner reluctance and the reality that we have to face-we are going to part.

Love swims in your warm arms and in the ocean of knowledge.

(The second paragraph states that under the influence of the alma mater's cultural atmosphere, the cheerful alma mater provided a stage to enjoy learning, gained a lot of knowledge and experienced a lot of warmth. )

You often tell me to be gentle, respectful and frugal.

In the third paragraph, I wrote that my alma mater taught me to be a modest gentleman, to meet the expectations of society and to be a useful person for all aspects of education in my school. )

Motherly teaching made me understand that only you are the best.

It was not until I wrote the fourth paragraph at the moment of parting that I realized that what my alma mater taught me was the best. Leaving you seems to be a lifelong regret for me.

After the headmaster has finished speaking, we will have a graduation photo.

In the fifth paragraph, I wrote a summary. Now I'm in the school auditorium. After the headmaster finished his speech, he formally represented us to shoot graduation photo, and also vaguely expressed his real reluctance and love for his alma mater.

Extended data:

The origin of "alma mater"

1. People often refer to the school where they graduated or left school as their alma mater.

2. It is a foreign word introduced into China from Japan. At that time, China's first modern national university, Shi Jing University Hall (the predecessor of Peking University), hired Japanese teachers. One of the most devoted and influential figures, Hattori Unoji, who often publicized Confucius, made great contributions to the development of normal education in China.

3. 1907, he put forward the word "alma mater" for the first time in his farewell speech to the first graduates. Because it contains a strong sense of intimacy, it was once widely accepted by everyone and later swept the country.

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Hattori Yuneiji

Alma Mater

5. What poem is used to bid farewell to school? I miss you and the sky. I miss the year when I got wet in the rainy season. I miss that faint youth. Time flies like water. We will pursue our dreams. If we meet again one day, will we recognize you? -☆ Ling ☆.

1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Farewell the viceroy to Shu. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai's "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain into the night, Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan alone; (Wang Changling's Parting Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi "Don't be big") 7. The Peach Blossom Pond in thousands of feet is not as good as that in Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sail overlooking the blue sky, I saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. (Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower sends a bowl to Haoran Guangling) 9. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji Wu home) 10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. After drinking a bottle of wine, I will leave Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong's "Farewell" poem nostalgia 1. You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's hometown couplet book" "3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home. The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng's Home) 6. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu's Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night)

Share weal and woe and set sail. Follow your dreams and roam the world.

A man knows his companion in a long journey and a little inn.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

6. Ask for a poem about saying goodbye to your alma mater. This is a magical place.

It can make us grow up happily.

It's my alma mater.

When I first walked into the gate of my alma mater,

Still just a young and ignorant child;

But when I walked out of the door of my alma mater,

But he became an ambitious teenager.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly;

For an instant,

I'm about to step out of my alma mater,

Welcome the arrival of middle school.

Ah! Alma mater!

If I were a painter,

I will add luster to my alma mater with the most beautiful lines;

If I were a composer,

Will write a hymn with the most beautiful notes;

If I were a poet,

I will praise the school with the most beautiful poems!

Goodbye, alma mater!

Goodbye, teacher!