Grade six graduation composition 300 words 1 Dear teachers and students:
Six years, fleeting; Six years of friendship is unforgettable; Six years of life, leaving now. I can't erase it, and the tears on my face can't erase the memory in my heart. We are gathered here to bid farewell to our alma mater for the last time and offer our deep blessings.
Primary school life is coming to an end, but what happened is still vivid. The orderly classroom, the playground where you chase after me, and the games of singing and laughing are deeply imprinted in my heart and become a part that I can't give up. I just wish it was longer.
I deeply remember that when I was in the second grade, I broke my head, and the teacher's caring eyes made me unforgettable. I'm bleeding all over, but I don't feel pain. Maybe my concern sealed my wound. I got six stitches in my head, and it's still on my head. The teacher still takes care of us in the same way.
Friends' friendship is inseparable, just want to say to them: don't be sad, we can meet again, although it is in our hearts.
The seeds we sow are growing. Let's grow together. Even memories are precious. No matter where you are, our friendship will be linked together forever. ...
Time flies, blowing away a lot of childishness on our faces. From hurry to calmly leave, from short to tall, from naive to mature, from primary school to junior high school. ...
I didn't expect time to be so intense. It will make an exam break a class; A paragraph, broke a feeling; A reunion gathered a tear. I don't know what it means for God to let us meet, experience ups and downs together, accumulate friendship, and let us part sadly, but I feel much better when I think that there is no one to accompany me all my life.
At the graduation ceremony, you ended your speech with tears in your eyes, and we were under the stage, with tears in our eyes. I don't know why, but at the moment, I find those cliches particularly touching.
Time! Can you not be in such a hurry? Why do you run so fast? Do you have something urgent? You break my heart too much. Although I am eager to grow up, I hate parting. I know that all good things must come to an end, but why are they all smiling when they leave and we are all in tears?
I always wanted to graduate when I was a child. Now, our previous wish has come true, and we really graduated, but ...
Graduation, really good?
Thirty-six years, 2 190 days is very long, but that moment is very short. Thank you for spending these six years with me. We used to laugh together, cry together, chat together, do our homework together, and play together. It was very pleasant.
Classmate records, graduation photo, can't replace you. Only you won't forget me, and I won't forget you. We may have seen you when we reported in junior high school. Can we get together at school after the exam? And 1 year. I must cherish this 1 year, but time sometimes passes quickly. Cherish this 1 year, I must laugh, chat, do my homework and play with you. I still remember that when Xu Changfeng was talking to Gao Wendi in English class, the teacher found him hitting him on the head with his textbook. At that time, we laughed together and talked after class. I wrote two diaries in QQ space, wrote your names and then wrote down my feelings for you in the past six years.
I still remember when the Chinese teacher was in class, I was talking to my deskmate. Every time the teacher feels that it is not good to thank my deskmate. He was my deskmate in grade three last semester. I would lend him an English paper from time to time, but then he kept asking me not to lend it to him. He called my sister, and I will lend him one. After class, I won't give him his precious things until he lets me hit him. Thank you for spending the happy six years with me. Thank you, I thank you.
Sixth grade: xx
The wonderful time of 46 years cannot end with a "goodbye".
Six years of memories have given us too much happiness and warmth; Six years has given us too much gain and touch; Six years has given us too much joy and tears. The feelings of six years are deeply imprinted in my heart, and I will always remember you, my best teacher, classmate and friend.
Open the books and books when I was a child, and scenes have surfaced again. When I entered school, my tender face, lovely and clever numbers and pinyin letters, profound Chinese characters, interesting stories and articles that opened the chapter of my life were all so magical.
I remember the safety knowledge contest in Grade Three, and our class won the championship in one fell swoop. The fifth-grade flea market is very lively, and all the students enthusiastically participate. The sixth grade debate, with a war of words, was wonderful; As well as the class meeting on the theme of "poetry reading" and "gratitude", were all very successful. These are the results of the students' efforts. So many wonderful memories are fresh in my mind, and I really can't bear to part.
However, no matter how reluctant you are, you always have to part. Parting is to get together again. What we have to do is to make continuous efforts to shape an excellent self, so that we will not be eliminated in future study and work.
The friendship between students will not end there. A few years later,
We are still classmates, friends and bosom friends.
Let's work hard for the reunion!
Come on, work hard!
On this ordinary but extraordinary day, I graduated from primary school. On the last day of class 6 (3), no one was absent, because everyone hopes to get together with their good classmates and friends every day, and maybe never see them again! Every student's face can't find the excitement of the past, and even some students have a touch of sadness on their faces.
Some students tried to adjust the tense atmosphere and began to tell jokes. Although many students immediately radiant with charming smiles on their faces, in their hearts, they will only add a trace of sadness and disappointment. ......
I closed my graduation certificate after six years' long study, hid my books, and thought: Will this small certificate with a red cover really make me happy?
But we must always stand up again and meet a better tomorrow! When I was in the first grade, I was thinking, how many old friends did I know in primary school in my class and school?
Six years have passed, and we will graduate in a blink of an eye. Teachers, classmates and teachers, let's never say goodbye.
Ah, teacher, you watered our growth with sweat. Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty. You have taught us a lot of knowledge in the past six years. Thank you teacher!
Students, thank you! I admire the rock standing by the sea, which bravely meets the wash of the waves. Classmate, you are a rock. After being hit by the tide of life, you are always so calm and tall! I am not an angel, but I have heaven! I have no wings, but I look down at the sun! I don't have clover, but I have hope! Because I have you, my classmate! Thank you, classmates!
Six years have passed, and you haven't changed. Teachers and classmates, let's live forever in never saying goodbye!
Nothing in this world is unique except their own memories.
Six years, in the coordinate system of life, will only be a short line segment, but in our hearts, it will be an eternal memory intertwined with the youngest beauty, the most childish confusion, the most fragile ignorant pain and the most self-righteous madness. It is like a particle in the palm of your hand, entangled in our life. No matter how the years change, the context is always clearly visible. ...
Six years, too many stories and memories of youth, destined to stay in this land forever, too much joy of growth.
Both joy and tears are destined to be sealed in this school forever. When youth is over, we turn and rush to a different future, but there will always be a line holding you and me in this world. In a casual moment, I remind you that in the happiest and most beautiful six-year primary school life, we used to walk at the same frequency and pass by similar scenery, and we once looked at the same place because of similar things. ...
Campus life is very short. Yesterday, I walked into the campus with trepidation, and I was about to go my separate ways and graduate in a blink of an eye. I must make a graduation yearbook, because a good graduation yearbook can make everyone open it decades later and still laugh happily.
Fragments of precious memories leave each graduate with the most precious graduation photo album.
Students, before long, we separated, I know that at that time, I will cry bitterly, because I can't bear to part. I'm a little dissatisfied with the sixth grade being divided into classes next semester, but I also feel happy among the new students. I don't want to give it up. We are used to fighting. Who will accompany me to fight? I want to be in Class 62 forever, even if I am only 12 years old forever, I am willing. Really, happiness is more important than anything else.
I can be impolite and not study, but I can't live without happiness. Gemini girls may be more caring. Even if you are wronged, you will not say it, and you will not cry in front of others. But this time, maybe I can't pretend anymore. I will definitely cry. I'm sure it's because I don't want to give up all this, my first teacher, everything on campus and school.
I don't have to study, but I don't.
Our laughter is always so loud, our steps are always so neat, and our class is always so United. On the last day, what I want to say most in my heart is: eternal memory, forever class 62, forever us.
Tomorrow, we will graduate.
Six years is enough for a wet behind the ears girl to grow into a girl who knows at least manners. Thanks for these six years!
We have gone through these six years and finally passed!
In this long time, we have experienced a lot, stumbling through these six years, perhaps in a hurry, we have not fully understood your every word, yes, we are going to graduate!
We haven't enjoyed all the scenery yet, but we have arrived at the station. Recall this place full of my childhood dreams, look at this place full of my laughter, and feel this place that I miss very much at this time! There are always bouts of sadness in my heart, because tomorrow, I will leave here and leave this alma mater that I miss day and night! Once, I browsed my dreams page by page, only to find that the ideal is only a height of struggle, and the longing is only the most beautiful simplicity in my heart. Right and wrong, justice and evil are just a measure. However, my dear alma mater, what he taught me was not a certain scale, but a spiritual height.
She taught me the truth of being a man with five flavors. ......
There was no trace, but we managed to fly over. In the process of learning and growing up, we work hard and sweat, at the same time, we also enjoy a bright future. Then we can hand in a satisfactory answer sheet without guilt and add luster to our dear alma mater!
The sixth grade graduation composition 300 words 10 is about to graduate, the six-year study tour is coming to an end, and our lovely class is about to break up. Speaking of which, I have a sour feeling in my heart. I don't know why, maybe our feelings are too deep. Whenever I see my classmates talking and laughing, my tears flow out, and whenever I think of the step I took at home, I cry again. Why, why should we be apart? I don't understand, everything of teachers and classmates will be replaced by memories. I don't believe it. If there is a day of separation, it is better not to be together. Why do you always make me cry? Oh, my God!
I remember that our class celebrated Teacher Liu's birthday. We carefully prepared for three weeks and looked forward to it for a long time. That day has finally arrived. We shouted, talked and laughed. That day was our happiest day, and I also cherish my last happiness. After that, our class is not as lifeless as before, and every day is full of fast-paced atmosphere. I know all this is a "disguise", but what can I do, because we will eventually separate ... I ... Alas ... Can my class not be so rude?