Standing on the edge of graduating from the third grade, looking back on the three-year campus spring and autumn, I have infinite feelings and attachment. Ah, alma mater, you gave me the most important three years in my life, the most unforgettable three years and the most wonderful three years. In these three years, there are joys, hardships, warmth and loneliness, but the most important thing is family and love. There are too many days worth cherishing and remembering forever. ...
Alma mater, you taught me knowledge and inspired me to make progress. In the three years of blooming, countless teachers have devoted their efforts and sweat to my growth. On the long and arduous road to study, I learned knowledge through diligence and grew up through tempering. I walked out of naivety, ignorance and youth, and moved towards maturity, reason and modesty. Failure, success, failure again, success again, tears accompany laughter, flowers confirm success. Three dreamlike years, my alma mater, you are my harbor to acquire knowledge, and you have enriched my future life with knowledge!
Alma mater, you have cultivated my soul and improved my character. You are the soil of success and the cradle of growth. You pointed out the direction of life for me and raised my ideal sail. You have led me out of my confusion, strengthened my wings, helped me fight the storm, guarded me at the helm with your broad wings, and sailed on the road of life. I have established self-confidence, learned to be strong, learned ugliness and beauty, learned gratitude and learned honesty. Three years of thinking inspired rational edification. Alma mater, you are the melting pot of my ideological growth, and you have illuminated my life path with the brilliance of reason!
Alma mater, you taught me the feelings of love with practical actions and felt the spirit of professionalism. Dear teacher, in the past three years, for the sake of our progress, how much effort you have paid, how much sweat you have shed and how many late nights you have stayed up. In front of the window where the snow falls, you corrected our homework, and in front of the window where mosquitoes swarm, you carefully prepared lessons for us. Whenever we make a little progress, your smile is like a cuckoo in that spring, more comfortable than ours. Your dedication and selfless love will always be engraved in my heart. There are thousands of words surging with emotion, which I can't express. I can only use crystal tears to condense into a simple sentence "Thank you, teacher, for your hard work". Hard sweat accompanied 1000 sunsets and sunrises, watered the growth of seedlings and ushered in a garden full of flowers. Alma mater, you are the temple of my love, and your selflessness and great love will always move me.
My alma mater taught me self-reliance, friendship and strength, forged my perseverance and strengthened my physique. When I first walked into the school gate and threw myself into your warm arms, I was a girl who didn't understand life and faced independent study and life. Homesick, flustered, a little overwhelmed. However, whenever I encounter difficulties, the teacher's face is so kind and kind, and the students extend their hands of friendship to me. Teacher's care is like spring breeze, soothing my lonely heart, and classmate's friendship is like sunshine, warming my heart. So I got rid of the dependence at home, learned to live independently, and learned the value of friendship. At the sports meeting, I was moved by the indomitable spirit of my classmates. When I flinched, the teacher gave me hope. When I fell, my classmates gave me encouraging applause, encouragement and warm help again and again. So I became strong and learned to be brave in the storm and fight the sky that belongs to me. Three years of ups and downs have tempered my will and shaped my soul. After three years of blooming, I have grown from an ignorant little girl to a vibrant girl. Alma mater, you are not only my warm home, but also the cradle of my growth. Under your care, let my youth fly freely!
Ah, my dear alma mater-Beizhong, looking at you, my heart is surging and my thoughts are flying. Like a loving mother, you light up your young hearts with the brilliance of love, and like strict father, you always urge me, educate me, remind me, embrace my joys and sorrows and my growth with a broad mind, and accept my lofty sentiments and dancing youth. Unfortunately, I'm not a painter, I can't draw your most beautiful pictures, I'm not a singer, I can't sing your most beautiful melody, I'm not a poet, and I can't praise your kindness to the fullest. But in the past three years, countless sequins that adorn my growth have made in my heart forever shine. I will tie them with beautiful butterfly knots and beautiful ribbons and keep them in my heart forever. They will be the best memories in my life in the future after graduation.
Let beautiful flowers and plants entrust my love for my alma mater to express my gratitude to you, let the tall and straight maple trees convey my continuous admiration for my alma mater to convey my respect for you, and let the teaching building full of books carry my deep affection for my alma mater and forever engrave my nostalgia for my alma mater.
Once a teacher, you will never forget it, once a classmate, and always a friend. Ah, alma mater, Venus in my heart!