, bring tenderness;
Take away the sound and sound;
We set out on a sunny day to see who will arrive first, because there is not enough room for us to grow;
Let's spread our wings and fly to see who succeeded earlier, because it is full of beautiful dreams.
Of course, it can also be modified.
2.
Six years. What an unforgettable six years!
Remember that time we were at
Did you have fun on the beach?
Remember that time when we read aloud in the classroom?
Remember that time we were solemn on the playground.
Really?
This will never happen again.
An amiable teacher.
Those innocent and lovely classmates
The teaching building full of our childhood.
Are deeply branded in my heart.
Spring rain, dribs and drabs, arouses the ripples of missing; Continuous spring rain, continuous, always holding our alma mater!
At the moment of heartache, I left.
I will graduate from primary school soon.
The departure of primary school
I dare not face it.
I don't want to face it.
Listen to other people's voices
The moment of parting
My heart hurts ... it hurts.
I seem to hear something broken in my body.
When facing the teacher
I said it hundreds of times in my mind.
Teacher, thank you for your hard work.
But I can't say it.
When facing classmates.
Want to hold her and cry together
But I can only sit quietly.
Watch and watch.
Tears came down.
I don't know what will happen after we graduate.
But I know
I
My heart hurts.
What the hell does that mean?
I don't understand.
Best friends come one after another.
Must attend
Leave me?
I hate
When I finished writing,
Really.
It really hurts. ......
4. Leak the author:
How far is life from Tianshan Mountain? How urgent it is. I ride a horse and you ride a horse. I'm catching up with me.
You will catch the last bus. What can I get you? If the ice and snow are too cold and the sand is too hot, weeds will wither easily. Streams make you dry up easily. The sunset is so poetic, but it is a bit like blood. People always leave something else behind.
Tianshan Mountain has only one heart, like this grassland, one year old and one glory.
Everything on the earth is the center, anywhere can be.
No, don't ride this horse. Playing drums on the same drum surface gives you a background and connects future thoughts.
5. This is a bit long. Writing a composition is ok.
Swallows spread their wings,
Soaring is the bird's yearning for the blue sky: the stream gurgles and the waves roll, which is the river's singing to the ocean;
Scent,
That's the earth's imagination of everything.
Peach and plum fragrance, that is the hope of our alma mater! Teacher, our alma mater is about to leave you and put away our past frolicking. We walked quietly through every corner of the campus. You see, the sunny classroom, how many times to listen to our lectures, the book sounds loud, you see, the silent blackboard, how many times to write about us, the secret recipe of knowledge, you see, the wide and flat playground, how many times we stopped, how many times laughter floated by, how many times the bell reminded us to cherish time, alma mater.
I can't forget the helping hand of my classmates when I fell, the encouraging eyes of my teachers when I failed, and my alma mater when I succeeded. How can I thank you, teacher? How can I forget when I graduate soon? How can you care about us when you are sick? Whenever you make a mistake, you should remind us carefully. The most gratifying smile blooms on your face. Your heart beats for our teacher all the time. How can every child in my class thank your teacher? We are about to graduate for five years, and these five years shine gently in our eyes. What's so hard about beating you? Whose mind?
Yes, you are weeding.
Whoever is psychologically injured, you are the doctor and teacher who is healing! It's really hard for you to combine such tender love.
As a collective, it is really difficult for you to embrace such a group of children who are growing up slowly with warm heart. Teacher, how can I make every child in Class 2, Grade 6 thank you? Teacher, we are about to graduate. Please have a drink. How many times have you lost your voice because of us? Please put down your pen, teacher. How many times have you exhausted your eyesight for us? Teacher, please sit down for a while. How can you hold on just after hanging the bottle? Teacher, please have a good rest. When your children grow up, they will never forget that you helped us move forward in every ditch.
From walking lightly to getting old, you left the most wonderful chapter in our life on the road of growth. Teacher, how can every child thank you for your sincere words, and can't tell us how much we miss them? What we can't help is the most beautiful scenery and the best time we are eager to slip away. It seems that all this has just begun, as if it was yesterday, but in a blink of an eye, we will say goodbye to each other.
Goodbye, teacher, you gave me the nourishment of life, goodbye, alma mater, you gave me love and sunshine.