Thanksgiving alma mater poetry

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and in a blink of an eye, I am a fourth-grade student. Over the past four years, our alma mater has created a beautiful and clean campus for us, provided us with a comfortable learning environment, taught us more knowledge and set sail successfully. I want to offer you a poem of thanks to my alma mater. Welcome to read the reference!

Who is grateful for the poems of his alma mater, holding the red sun Ran Ran rising in Ran Ran?

Who is it, cultivating seedlings to join the sky?

Who gave birth to graceful flowers?

It's you, the unpretentious alma mater.

It is you, your selfless alma mater.

Six years later

It is you who laughs with us.

Six years later

It is you who plays with us.

Six years later

You gave us knowledge.

Six years later

It is you who care about our growth.

How can we thank you?

When we came to you.

It is you who let us swim in the endless ocean of knowledge.

How can we thank you?

When we came to you.

It is you who guide us to sail on the track of life.

How can we thank you?

When we came to you.

It is you who laid a rock-solid foundation for us.

We thought about it for a long time, and we decided.

Thank you for your good style of study and your simplicity.

Thank you for your outstanding achievements and selfless dedication.

Ah! Alma Mater

Cradle of life!

Ah! Alma Mater

The cornerstone of life!

Ah! Alma Mater

Navigation coordinates!

As my mother's alma mater, thank you for feeding us.

Gave us the mood of love.

Farewell, alma mater.

Those six years of laughter and laughter will always be in our hearts.

Farewell, alma mater.

The ups and downs of those six years linger in our hearts.

Farewell, alma mater.

Those six years of high spirits bloomed on our faces.

Farewell, alma mater, we will always remember you.

Thanksgiving alma mater's poetry, spring rain is you, grass is me.

You moisten my heart with the dew of knowledge.

The sea is you, the boat is me,

You guide me with navigation marks, in the ocean of knowledge,

Ride the wind and waves.

Whether you are a beautiful begonia or a fragrant magnolia,

I still love you. Ah, my alma mater is pregnant with our hope for tomorrow on a pure fertile soil. We long for the future to be an eagle soaring above this sky. You gave me a good start in life. You aroused my thirst for knowledge. You taught me to give flowers and leave a lingering fragrance in my hand. You taught me to make people smile and stay happy. Today I will give you the most beautiful flowers and the sweetest smile.

Thanksgiving alma mater poetry three alma mater flower beds, flowers bloom and fall. ...

Look! Those bright smiling faces shine like the sun; Those vigorous figures, active in the playground, active in the campus, like an ink painting, are displayed in front of my eyes. ...

Listen! The cheerful laughter on the playground, the sound of tapping the keyboard from the teacher's office and the sound of reading in the classroom make up a wonderful symphony. ...

Smell it, ah! That's the smell from the canteen! Although this fragrance is not a miracle of the world, it is elegant and sweet. This kind of food is not delicious, but it is also very sweet and delicious. ...

Sitting in the classroom is not gorgeous but warm and harmonious. Every student has his own strengths. Some people call Zhang Xiaoyu a tomboy; Fat girl Xu; Huang Kaining smeared flying; Funny Queen Tang Yiyi; There is also the unknown Chen Baijun; Selflessly dedicated Liu Fang ...

Old friend, do you remember me when we meet again?

As for our teachers, we are serious and responsible. ...

Marble corridor, very long ... beautiful playground, lush green grass, fascinating ... beautiful national flag flying under the blue sky. ...

Alma mater, a starting point for success! A flower and a grass, smiling face, are all like flowers, like spring breeze. ...