"Always live, always travel, always in a hurry, leaving no trace. If time is just a gust of wind, how unwilling I am, so I started writing ... "
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No one can feather into a butterfly, so a permanent reunion is just a beautiful dream. As the sun rises and the moon hides, flowers bloom and fall, and all the prosperity disappears in the ups and downs of the world. In a trance, we are about to leave our alma mater Maybe time is really something we can never catch. The more we try to catch it, the faster it will disappear ... now we can only find it in our memories.
People often say, "Thank teachers for thinking about the source of water". At the moment when I am about to embark on another journey in my life, I am also thinking of and blessing each of my teachers. There are no flowery words, only the most sincere feelings. Here I met so many teachers who changed my fate and benefited me for life, learned knowledge, learned how to go step by step on the road of growth, and learned a lot of things that benefited me for life. Time has washed away our memories, and many things have been forgotten, but the teacher's cultivation has never been forgotten, and our gratitude is increasing day by day. It is your greatest happiness to see students grow into talents. Teachers don't ask for anything in return, but students' gratitude is also very important. Let us always remember the teacher who led us from a chaotic teenager to a knowledgeable youth. No matter how high we climb, please remember that you led us to take the first steps in life.
Life is like this, growing and growing in the years. Over the past three years, I have listened to many teachers' persuasive teachings, and now I have learned a little; In the past three years, fertile soil with tears of youth has blossomed everywhere; The brothers and sisters I met in the past three years are now going their separate ways; Three years, ups and downs have passed, and now it has become a sweet past.
My thoughts solidified at this moment, green ginkgo, green grass, gray lights ... everything that was once casual in our eyes has become an indelible memory in our photos. Walking alone in this quiet campus, remembering every inch of land stepped on in the past three years, the cool Mr. Xia can always unconsciously calm his restless mood. At this moment, the dribs and drabs of the past three years have flooded my mind, from the reserve of freshman to the waves of sophomore life, and the maturity of junior year, the days always pass by inadvertently, and everything here is silently witnessing my every growth. Remember when I was a freshman in military training. I still remember the screams of everyone during the sophomore sports meeting, only to achieve better results for the athletes under the stage; I still remember the insistence of everyone in the studio on graduation in my junior year.
The parting bell always urges us to move forward unhurriedly. We once looked forward to graduation, but at this time there was an inexplicable fear. Graduation, counting the countdown days, is not the joy and excitement I imagined, but adds a sadness and injury. Every time I see my brothers and sisters running to school with their schoolbags on their backs, and they are working hard in the library, I always feel a little impulse and parting, touching the familiar railings, stepping on the familiar paths and looking at the familiar flagpoles ... Everything here has been soaked in my sweat for three years and witnessed my growth for three years.
It's time to go, just like the old man in the sunset, always remembering, always remembering … In the memory, the quarrel becomes sweet. Looking at the words left by those graduates in the post bar, tears immediately swirled in my eyes, and soon, we will leave here. ...
Memories are like lilacs dancing lightly in the breeze all over the mountains, showing sadness in holiness, swaying but slightly quiet. In memory, there are many unspeakable feelings that can touch your heart, just like first love, pure and sacred. This is the alma mater I remember. Although there are troubles and setbacks on the title page, the conclusion is full of joy and gratitude. Gratitude is the new knowledge of life, which makes you understand goodness, evil, beauty and ugliness. Gratitude is a peaceful state of mind, which indicates an optimistic life; Gratitude is the best reward for the giver, and your gratitude is her greatest comfort. On campus, you may not feel the favor of your alma mater, but once you step into the society, you will find that the university is so touching. It's a pity that you can never go back, because time will not sympathize with anyone's begging for mercy. Cherish the present, and when you look back on the past, you can taste the beauty that has passed away.
When I set foot on the society, it is difficult to have time to go back to my alma mater, because I graduated. After graduation, there will be a lot of career and future pressures, but there will always be a pure land in my heart, which is our ivory tower and our alma mater. It is in this dream-haunted campus that we shed youth, feel life and have true feelings. It is also on this campus that we wrote the most brilliant page in our life.
Life in junior year is like a thin layer of gray. Wandering among various choices, everyone is busy, and everything is like an unfinished poem. Start in a hurry and say goodbye in a hurry. But in that gray, there are memories shining. Those colorful years, condensed into crystals, are the capital and comfort in our busy days.
These days before graduation, time passed like quicksand, seemingly long, but in fact it passed all the time; Nostalgia, reaching out, limited time slipped through my fingers, graduation defense, farewell party, raising hands to say goodbye, parting ways ... everything seemed to be expected, and everything went too helplessly.
The future is like an erratic cloud in the sky, and we, from the day of graduation, have started a long journey of chasing clouds.
Learn to be grateful, is the alma mater, chose you from thousands of people and cultivated you; Learning to be grateful is your alma mater, which has built a spacious platform for your future life. No matter how you used to be, whether you fell from a mountain or climbed up from a deep valley, now you are all on the same platform. Let's * * encourage: miracles are created by people, and efforts should start from now.
Time is in a hurry and everything is in a hurry. Meeting is because of fate, leaving is to fly higher and farther! I am leaving soon, but I am still grateful to my alma mater and my teacher!
Gratitude is a fine tradition of the Chinese nation and a basic moral character that a person should possess. As college students, we need to be grateful. I want to thank tanghe county No.1 High School, a battlefield where I fought for many years but there was no smoke.
Fallen leaves jump in the air with the wind, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the big tree for nourishing the earth mother; Baiyun wriggles around in the blue sky, dances and draws pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to her mother in the blue sky. Because of gratitude, there will be a colorful world, and because of gratitude, there will be beautiful things. Because we know how to be grateful, we know the true meaning of life.
You should know that gratitude is from the heart, from the heart, not expressed in words or words. As the saying goes, the income is good, "the grace of dripping water, when the spring is reported." What's more, my alma mater paid me not only a drop of water, but a piece of Wang Yang sea. They have devoted their efforts and energy to us, holding infinite good wishes for us and silently paying for us. I have an inexplicable nostalgia for my alma mater, Tanghe Gao Yi.
Looking back suddenly, I found that I had left my alma mater for half a year. Half a year's college time reminds me of many happy events in high school. University life is not lax, and university is not a paradise far away from middle school. The life of the undergraduate department of Shaanxi Institute of Fashion always reminds me of my high school career in Tanghe No.1 Middle School. Today, I finally returned to the embrace of my alma mater.
When I stepped into the gate of Tanghe No.1 Middle School, the familiar faces made me relaxed and respected. They are neither teachers nor students. They are just doormen at their alma mater. They worked tirelessly and devoted themselves to their work. For the students of our alma mater, Tanghe No.1 Middle School, they wait in front of the long school gate day and night, not for fame and fortune, but for sticking to their duties. The pines and cypresses on campus are still so tall and straight, and the teaching building is still there. My shadow is reflected under a strange face. I began to miss my former partners and friends. We once shed blood together in this hot land. We used to laugh and play here together. We used to swim here together!
When I came to the former head teacher's office, I felt very intimate, familiar with the desk and familiar environment. All directors are very familiar with it. The only difference is that the head teacher's desk has changed, because he is no longer the head teacher of our class. When Teacher Jiao saw me, that bright smile once again reminded me of good memories. We talked to each other about the gains and changes in the past six months. At this moment, we are no longer "teachers and students", we are brothers, and we are all eager to show our feelings. We * * * recalled the happy times in the past, and we asked each other about our lives in the past six months. When I talked about my life in Shaanxi in the past six months,
Dear alma mater, I thank you for letting me choose the splendid Shaanxi clothes, and thank you for inspiring me forever. Here, my life has left too many wonderful memories. I will always thank you, always miss you and always love you!