Goodbye, my alma mater!
One day
When we open a book
begin to immerse ourselves in its wonderfulness
Have we also thought that one day we will Will read to the last page
When the noisy intellectuals in the past lower their voices with interest
When the lively birds in the past stand quietly on the treetops
At this moment, I suddenly realized
There is a kind of emotion in the air
The campus is full of a kind of atmosphere
It turns out that this is a hot season
Destined to be parted
Looking back at the time when I entered school, I was faltering.
Looking back at the end of the first period, I burst into tears.
In the past six years , it was the teacher who wiped away our homesick tears with his own hands.
It was the school that cultivated us from young and ignorant children into erudite and talented teenagers.
Looking back on where we have come from, we would like to thank our teachers.
They are with us, getting up early and returning home at night, under the stars and the moon,
They are pleased with our progress,
They worry about our troubles,
< p>They dream our dreams.Whether we are prosperous or ordinary in the future,
We will never forget to be grateful and repay our teachers.
Because in the world of ideas, it is the teacher who teaches us to stand;
In the world of science and culture, it is the teacher who teaches us to walk and run.
We would like to thank our school
For six years and more than two thousand days,
We have shared the wind and rain together here and enjoyed the rain and dew.
Here,
have our most precious memories,
have our most intimate friends,
have our most unforgettable memories. learning career.
Farewell to my alma mater,
It is not the luggage that makes my steps heavy,
It is the sadness of parting;
I can no longer walk on campus
I can no longer listen to the singing of birds in the trees,
I can no longer discuss the philosophy of life with my teachers,
I can no longer Talk about life and ideals with classmates.
Maybe we are a little sad, but we are not melancholy.
Because the infinite future starts now,
Tomorrow, we will slowly experience the feeling of "growing up",
This shows that An honor, but also a reminder of a responsibility.
This responsibility is that we must learn to love,
Love our families, our teachers and friends,
Love this society, love the great motherland,
Love the Chinese nation and the land of Kyushu endlessly.
Although we are a little sad, we are not at all melancholy
Because it was our honor to educate talents yesterday, and we will be proud to educate talents tomorrow.
Today we are a ray of fragrance in the Yucai Garden,
Tomorrow we will be the steel backbone of the Republic of China!
Farewell to the familiar school,
Like a child always leaving the arms of its mother,
The door of junior high school is waving to us,
There was a tearful smile on his face.
On the occasion of farewell, please accept our most solemn team ceremony, just like an overseas child seeing the five-star red flag.
On the occasion of farewell, please accept the gift we offer to you. A bouquet of flowers expresses our flowers' affection for the roots
Goodbye, dear teacher, even though we want to listen to your sincere teachings again
Goodbye, kind principal, Although we still want to feel your sincere care again
Goodbye, lively alumni, although we really want to enjoy another ten minutes of happy recess;
Goodbye, beloved Class, although we really want to have another wonderful discussion and imagine a better future.
Bow deeply - (make a bow at the same time)
To my dear teacher;
To my beloved principal;
To our lovely classmates;
Give us our farewell wishes:
Wish to cultivate talents——
From success to brilliance,
From brilliance Toward glory.
The trouble in trouble?0?2 2009-6-17
The swallow spreads its wings and the eagle soars, which is the bird's yearning for the blue sky;
The gurgling stream and rolling waves are the river's singing to the ocean;
The fragrant rice and abundant fruits are the earth's imagination of all things;
Spring and autumn fruits, the fragrance of peaches and plums, that It is our alma mater’s hope for us!
Teacher, alma mater
We are about to leave you
Put away the fun of the past
We will quietly
Walking through every corner of the campus
Walking through the place where we have lived for six years
Look, that sunny classroom
How many times have I listened We, the sound of books is loud
Look, the silent blackboard
How many times have we written the secret recipe of knowledge
Look, the wide and flat playground< /p>
How many times have we been left with laughter
Look, that clear and sweet ringtone
How many times have we been reminded to cherish the time
Alma mater
When I walk into you again
How many years flow through our hearts one by one
I can’t forget the teacher’s sincere words when we were confused. Teachings
I can’t forget the helping hands of my classmates when I fell down
I can’t forget the encouraging eyes of the teachers when I failed
I can’t forget them , when I succeeded, my classmates applauded enthusiastically
My alma mater
How can I thank you
Teacher, we are about to graduate
< p>It’s been six years, six years have passed quickly in our heartsWe clearly remember your busy figure
Teacher, let’s go play ball together
Teacher, my airplane model is ready
Teacher, my essay has been published again
Teacher, we won first place in the chorus competition
Remember your anxious eyes on the sports field?
That is our motivation to strive for the first place
Seeing the victory of the game,
You cheered with us
At that moment, I clearly see the tears of excitement in your eyes
How can I forget that you gave us prizes when we made progress
How can we forget that when we were sick, you greeted us
How can I forget that when I made a mistake, you gave me careful advice
No matter when, you will make us laugh
Watch us become more sensible day by day
p>
The most gratifying smile blooms on your face
Your heart is beating for us all the time
Teacher, every student in Class 6 How should children thank you?
Teacher, we are about to graduate
It has been six years, six years of time are falling gently in our eyes
Once upon a time
p>Teacher, my pants are torn
Teacher, my braid is loose
Teacher, my lunch is spilled
Teacher, Dad Mom quarreled again
Teacher...Teacher...Teacher...
Yes! What can be difficult for you?
Whose mind is weeded, you are the gardener who weeds
Whose mind is hurt, you are the doctor who heals the wound
Teacher
It’s really hard for you
With gentle kindness, I have integrated such a group of people with southern and northern accents
It’s really hard for you
With a warm heart, I have tolerated such a group of slow people. Children who grow up slowly
Teacher, how should every child in Class 2 for six years thank you
Teacher, we are about to graduate
Six years Well, six years of ups and downs are passing through our minds quietly
Teacher, please drink some water. How many times have you become hoarse because of us?
Teacher, please put down your pen. How many times have you exhausted your eyes for us?
Teacher, please sit down for a while. How can you hold on just after taking the bottle?
Teacher, teacher, please have a good rest. Come on
Your child has grown up
I will never forget
You helped us move forward at every ditch
I will never forget that you held up the scenery of our life with your not stalwart shoulders
I still remember
In math class, you patiently explained every question.
That is the cornerstone for us to climb high
A little bit of success
will win your tears
From light steps to As we grow older
You have left the most wonderful chapters of your life on our way of growing up
Teacher, how should every child in Class Three of Six Years thank you
< p>Why no amount of memoriescan’t express our attachment to each other
Why no amount of blessings
can’t express our attachment to our alma mater
Why can’t even the most sincere words
express our deep thoughts
What can’t be saved
are the most beautiful The scenery,
the things that rushed away,
are the most wonderful times
all of this
seems like it has just begun< /p>
It seems like just yesterday
In the blink of an eye
We have to say goodbye to each other
Goodbye, alma mater
It was you who gave... The rest of the text>>
Xia Mo's Memory Splicing?0?2 3-21 18:49
Goodbye, childhood!
Listen to the frolics on the playground,
Listen to the laughter when going out;
Listen to the shouts during the game,
< p>Listen to the slogans during military training.All the laughter and laughter,
at this moment,
are written into a chapter of love.
Look, the students are chasing after each other,
Look, the teachers’ careful corrections;
Look, the gardeners’ careful irrigation,
Look, the clean and bright classroom.
All beautiful things,
at this moment,
are fixed in our hearts.
Two thousand one hundred and ninety days,
there was laughter,
the laughter of winning the competition,
the laughter of going out for an autumn outing...
There are tears,
Tears of hurt companions,
Tears of arguments between you and me...
Laughter and tears,
It became the best memory in my six years of primary school
Recalling the past,
from ignorance to understanding,
from innocence to maturity,
from "why" to "me" "Know"...
Looking at the future,
"Smart Stars" become "Great Doctors",
"Little Monitor" becomes "Great Professors",< /p>
"Little athletes" become tomorrow's "champions"...
Tell me,
More than two thousand days,
Who walks with me?
It’s you, partner,
It’s you, teacher!
I hope we can transcend time and space,
miss each other and wish each other well!