Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Unconsciously, I am already a sixth-grade student, and I have a lot to say in the days when I am about to graduate.
On graduation day, I want to say to my classmates, "Thank you." Thank you, you have been with me for six years. Six years, just six years, but in these six years, you have helped me a lot, and our friendship is getting deeper and deeper. Although we sometimes quarrel, we will make up after a few days. Although we are about to part, our friendship will last forever, don't you think?
On graduation day, I want to say to my teacher, "Thank you." It is you who have educated me in these six years and taught me to study hard and serve my country when I grow up. It is also you who taught me not only to learn good book knowledge, but also to learn extracurricular knowledge. You helped us when we had an argument. We were admitted to a good junior high school, and half of them were taught by you, don't you think?
On graduation day, I want to say "thank you" to my alma mater. It is you who taught me knowledge, taught me to distinguish truth, goodness, beauty, falsehood, ugliness and ugliness in the world, taught me a lot of extracurricular knowledge, and told us to pay attention to safety. On this parting day, let me bow deeply to you and say to you, "Alma Mater, you are our pride today, and we will be your pride tomorrow, right?"
Dear classmates, dear teachers, beautiful campus, I know our story can't be expressed in words. I don't long for you to remember me, but I will definitely remember you.
We graduated!
I have lived in primary school for six years, full of laughter, tears and many good memories. Now that we have graduated, we will leave our alma mater and the place where we have lived for more than two thousand days and nights!
I, so reluctant. I can't bear to part with many friends, teachers and alma mater. However, on the road of life, why not? There are many joys and sorrows. All good things must come to an end. What we can do is to face it bravely. This summer, my alma mater is still the same, still thriving and lush. . . . . . . There is still a long way to go to school in the future, including junior high school, high school and university. . . . . . Therefore, although the six-year primary school was wonderful, and we all graduated with excellent results, we were inevitably a little sad at the final graduation party, and many feelings came to our hearts at once.
I remember once, the school organized a tug-of-war competition, and we lost, and everyone cried. At that time, we were really United and won glory for the class, but we lost, and everyone cried and complained that they were useless. . . . . . . Now that I think about it, I think we were really naive and lovely. Another time, our class went out to take part in a competition. In other primary schools, we all worked hard, but in the end we only won the Excellence Award, and everyone was very depressed. . . . . . But our class is the strongest, and it is the sparkling class of grade 08 1. This class is the first in the whole grade in every final exam, the first in every sports meeting and the first in every blackboard evaluation. There are many honors that belong to our class. Every certificate in the classroom is the first prize, which is the result of the joint efforts of our classmates. We proved that our class is the strongest and dazzling! !
I have many good friends. I have been in primary school for six years. Li Wanshu is a good friend who has been working side by side in this primary school for six years. We have too many wonderful memories. We face difficulties together, tell each other troubles and share happiness. Although there was a little conflict, in the end, we were still good friends. Zhang Jinming, Chen Yanyu, my friends, we play together under the yellow horn tree. This is our paradise. At that time, we were naive. We called the yellow horn tree a "sacred tree" and made a wish together under the sacred tree. Now, when we grow up, we sit under the yellow horn tree and say that there will be something interesting one day. Under this yellow horn tree, we are sowing beautiful dreams! Zhou Yanjun, we go to school by bus every Monday. We have too much laughter and laughter, which has become our tacit understanding. She likes rainy days, so do I. I don't know why, maybe it's time to sleep. Very practical! When I am happy, share my happiness with me! When I encounter difficulties, face them with me! This is a friend, my friend,
I will never forget it!
Teacher Zhang, teacher Wen! My math teacher and Chinese teacher taught me a lot of knowledge and the truth of being a man. In six years, Mr. Wen's voice is hoarse, and so is Mr. Zhang's voice. I don't know how many times it broke. In these six years, really, I have learned a lot. Finally, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wen are even more tired, so that we can get excellent results in the graduation exam! What moved us even more was that during the aftershock, both teachers said, "Don't be afraid! As long as we are here, you are here! I will never forget that firm tone. This is our math teacher, a conscientious math teacher! I will never forget that in the six years of primary school, I met two good teachers, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wen, who taught me in these six years and more than two thousand days! And Mr. Wang, who taught me the staff and sang beautiful songs; Teacher Fu, teach us to draw colorful vitality of nature; Teacher Chen taught me running skills; Teacher Yan taught me to spell English words with ABCD! Thank you, teachers in my class!
The flowers and plants of my alma mater, the spacious playground, the teaching building and the classroom all come to my mind. Now, I find my alma mater is so beautiful! Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the scenery on campus is different! However, everything is beautiful, especially when Chimonanthus praecox blooms and the fragrance wafts into our classroom! I hate leaving here and this beautiful campus! After class, we will play games on the playground, play chess in the classroom, jump rope in the corridor and play with fish in the water by the pond!
Yes! All good things must come to an end! We graduated. We graduated this summer. Stand at the crossroads with each other and run towards the future and your beautiful dreams! I believe that in the coming years, we can all achieve something!
On the day of graduation.
We laughed off those relaxing and colorful days in senior one and senior two, and ushered in the busyness and hardship of senior three with diligence and self-confidence. On the day of graduation, we recalled yesterday's immaturity in deep thought and let go of tomorrow's hope.
Take time to remember the past.
On the first day when the countdown board was hung up, the students felt a little fresh and came to see it one after another, as if they wanted to see the numbers on it. Suddenly, I don't know who read aloud: "There are still 220 days before the senior high school entrance examination!" This tone is cadence, especially in the word "harmony". Everyone was right when they heard this. Who doesn't want the daunting senior high school entrance examination to come later? A is "thinking of everyone": "There are still those days anyway. It seems that we still have time to indulge ourselves for a while like the first day. Go and play ball. " "Yes, never a thug. I think the basketball game in the first grade is a good scenery, and we won the first place in the school with a record of winning all the way. " "Tug of war with people, although lost, but think of the appearance of travel at that time, it's funny! That kind of scene is really gone forever ... "In this hidden laughter, we enjoyed yesterday's happiness and glory.
At present, I study sailing.
The number on the countdown card is decreasing, and it is only 140 days before the senior high school entrance examination. We have no extra time and interest to recall that happy and free time. In the class between classes, students' interest in anecdotes and interesting things decreases, and more people are immersed in hard work. I saw the students frown, work hard, meditate and smile. We began to build a ship of wisdom with diligence and ride the wind and waves in the ocean of problems. However, only hard work can sail at the terminal of heavy wind and rain. Time passes in this day-to-day struggle, and the proven mathematical problems and accurate chemical equations are quatrains that express diligence one after another!
Overlooking the clouds, it is a ladder.
The number on the countdown card has become a double digit, which is closer to the senior high school entrance examination. After lunch, I often do math problems. Maybe it's because of the hot weather. Sweat dripped down my cheeks on my notebook. Then B gently handed me a tissue and said, "Take a rest, don't be exhausted on a hot day. We should all learn to relax, shouldn't we? " Come and imagine a bright future with us. "So we sat around and began to paint our ideal blueprint. Although we are busy all day, we have not forgotten our ideals. In our ideal blueprint, there are vast grasslands, distant mountains, mighty red rivers, boundless forests, blue sky and white clouds, and flowers and plants. Looking at the eager expressions of my classmates, I suddenly became more confident. For our ambition, no amount of effort is worth it! There is a ladder in the cloud journey!
On the day of graduation, our life is busy and full. We learned to trace the colorful yesterday with a string of laughter, read every day as a landscape in a book, and call for a better future with a drop of sweat.
On the day of graduation, let's rush to the distance with our hearts!
Night, surprisingly quiet, perhaps in memory. It is nearly midnight, but I am not sleepy. The prelude to the senior high school entrance examination is about to begin. Five days later, students who have been together for three years will go their separate ways. In this graduation day, I am more attached to these "comrades-in-arms" who share the same breath and destiny, and more attached to this warm class group.
One day two years ago, misfortune befell me. I accidentally fell down the stairs and broke my left forearm. At that time, the students present immediately surrounded me, and A quickly carried me to the infirmary. "It's a pity that the doctor is not here." A said. So he carried me back to work. B go to the teacher, and the others stay to comfort me. I was at a loss for the terrible pain, and I clutched the legs of the table tightly. Z, take a towel and help me dry my sweat. "Don't worry about the pain, the teacher will come soon." "Come on, just eat something." ..... At this time, M made a simple hanging cloth with a tablecloth. He put it on me gently, and the pain eased a lot at once. "Thank you, thank you." Looking around at the lovely students, gratitude and pain are intertwined, and the mood can't be described in words, only these two words can be used to express it. "Don't thank me, we are all very sad to see you like this." I said. "The teacher is here." F and the teacher came out of the playground with a tricycle. When s saw them, she said loudly. So everyone helped me downstairs, and the teacher drove me to the hospital.
Time flies, three years have passed, and the warmth of the class and everyone's mutual help and encouragement are everywhere. I still remember that when the physical education exam is coming, there are more and more people practicing on the playground. We practice in small groups, and no one wants to fall behind. You help me, I help you, point out each other's shortcomings and help each other correct them. "When doing pull-ups, you should tuck in your abdomen, not stand up." "D, you always raise your legs too high when running. Lift it lower and step bigger, and it will roar faster. " "Is that so?" "Yes, that's right, that's it." "Thank you." ..... words of encouragement like this can often be heard here.
It was a pleasant time, but time kept advancing. In a blink of an eye, we will draw a full stop for junior high school life. On the day of graduation, I will miss these warm and pleasant moments even more.