Poetry about I love our school.

Time flies, and the years are ruthless. In a blink of an eye, I became a sixth grade student. During my seven years in school, I have changed from a young girl to a class cadre who can think independently and make positive progress, from a playful child to a studious and hardworking student. In these seven years, I found that I have changed, my teacher has changed, and our small world-campus has also changed.