Leave the fourth grade composition 1 30 days, what a small word! Teacher Sheng, do you know? How surprised I was when I heard this number! I can't believe that six years of primary school campus life has come to a seemingly satisfactory end!
As a song goes, "I have collected yesterday's photos and I can't find them anywhere." How many students are in love, how many parting feelings, how many passions and impulses, how many fantasies and longings, how many disappointments and regrets. I can't feel an empty and lost sour taste in my heart.
Although I thought I would say goodbye to my dear alma mater and teachers one day, it was still far away. It was not until the sixth grade that this feeling gradually became strong. Suddenly I feel so beautiful now, I can get along with the classmates I have known since childhood and deepen our friendship. No matter whether we misunderstood before, no matter how we fought in the past, it has become the past and the memory of a child's childish words. There are only today and tomorrow in my life dictionary: today, I will cherish everything around me more; Tomorrow, I hope to have a better mood and face the bumpy road.
Teacher Sheng, the scenery remains the same, but my mood at this time is not the same as before. For tomorrow, I will work harder!
Accompanied by the drizzle in spring, I strolled on campus and thought quietly.
The sky is gloomy, dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the gloomy wind is blowing wildly. At the moment, people at the airport are also in a bad mood.
On March 20th, 20xx, American troops began to attack the Iraqi army. For seven years and five months, the United Nations sent peacekeeping troops into Iraq to stop this ignorant war for the sake of human peace. At the moment, the airport is crowded with people who have come to see me off. Some mothers are praying for their sons in tears; Some wives are saying goodbye to their husbands for the last time; The children seem to feel something, stop chattering and silently hold hands with their families ... The whole airport is full of sadness.
Soon, the plane will take off When all the people who saw me off were thinking that this might be a life-and-death parting; This time, I may never come back, and my eyes are full of tears. The soldiers of the United Nations bowed their heads and said nothing.
It is time. The soldiers walked towards the plane. At this time, a child couldn't help it, ran over, threw himself into his father's arms and cried, "Dad, don't leave me!" " "The crying tore heart crack lung, let already very sad people more sad. Several children couldn't control their emotions and began to cry. The father said firmly and gently to his crying son, "Don't be afraid, son! I'll be back! Just need some time, don't worry about me! As long as you are happy with your mom and grandma, I will be relieved! "After that, I finally kissed my son and walked to the plane. His expression was firm and he didn't look back until he got on the plane.
After a while, the plane flew away and flew into the distant night sky.
The person who came to see me off stayed at the airport. In their hearts, there is only one sentence: when will the war end?
My sister who spent countless happy hours with me is leaving, but I have no idea that I am still silly and happy every day.
Finally, one day, my parents said to me hesitantly, "Son, your dear sister is leaving you and going to college." "What? Aren't you going to stay here for another year? " My eyes widened in surprise. At that time, my heart was burning, as if there were countless peppers in it.
All afternoon, I didn't want to do anything, and I kept remembering the happy time with my sister. I remember that time, my sister and I were running happily Suddenly, I fell down. My sister asked anxiously, "Are you all right?" My sister didn't listen to my answer at all, so she immediately picked me up and went to the hospital. When I got there, the doctor said it was nothing at all. My sister smiled and put down the big stone in her heart. (original composition)
On another occasion, I walked into the house with my schoolbag on my back. My sister saw it and asked with a puzzled face, "What's the matter?" I frowned and said sadly, "Today, my best friend is going to transfer." "Oh, I see. Let's go, my sister will take you somewhere. " My sister can't help saying that holding my hand is like walking outside. "You see, this is my sister's alma mater, and my sister's friends have also transferred. My sister didn't flinch, but continued to hope. " "Let's go." A voice interrupted my memory. It's time to see my sister off!
At the station, my sister reluctantly left my sight. As soon as I sent her away, I began to cry in a low voice. The sad expression is indescribable.
It was my sister who taught me to be strong, and it was my sister who taught me to cherish. Sister, I will always hide you in the warmest place in my heart.
My father hasn't come back for months.
I still remember that day not long ago, my father said that he would personally make me big ribs, but only a few days later, he left me again. When he left, I had a lot to say, and I was very sad. Maybe it's because it's hard to meet each other, so it's hard to leave! But I can only bear it.
It was Tuesday, after school, and this was the last time I saw my father. At that time, I just endured the pain until he really left ... I really wanted to keep him for another minute, but it was too late.
I still remember when I was at school, he said, "I'll make you ribs when I come back from school." I jumped with joy, but in the end, my ribs turned into disappointment. I want to have a bite of my dad's ribs, even just one bite, but I was just immersed in joy, but I didn't expect such a disappointing ending.
My eyes were wet when he left, but I didn't want him to see it, so I had to endure tears and send my father away with a smile. This parting made me extremely painful. Maybe my father spent a little longer with me for the first time, or maybe. ...
Dad, I hope you will come back soon, I hope you can make me ribs, and I hope you can stay a little longer. Thank you for bringing me happiness.
It was a foggy and rainy morning on the first day of school. My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. Because of family reasons, my parents want me to transfer, which means I have to leave my dear class, my beloved teacher and those lovely classmates. ...
That morning, I came to the classroom reluctantly Take out an exquisite notebook, summon up courage, stagger to my dear class teacher, Miss Yu, and ask her to leave me a message. Teacher Yu looked at me sadly, picked up a pen and notebook, and wrote a sentence fluently on it, "The stream is shining in the endless running." Looking at this line of words, I suddenly understood the profound meaning of teacher Yu's sentence.
I took the book and looked up to see Mr. Yu's face full of tears. I quickly took out the paper towel, gently wiped away the tears on Teacher Yu's face and comforted him, saying, "Teacher Yu, don't be sad, we will definitely meet again, and I will always remember you!"
When I said this, my tears could not help flowing downwards. Then I plunged into teacher Yu's arms and cried. The students sitting here are crying, and everyone is mumbling. The words of blessing are deeply rooted in my heart. I don't know who took the lead in saying, "However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor", and then there was a sob. ...
It's been a long time in a blink of an eye, but every time I think of the parting scene, I can't help but shed two lines of tears from the corner of my eye. Although it is a very common thing, it is also the first time in my life to taste the taste of parting. It was really bitter when I left!
Six days after leaving the fourth grade composition, the sky lit up dimly, and several gray clouds were listed at night. It's still early to go to school, but I can't sleep. My nose is sour, and I can't help crying quietly. A classmate named Ren will leave Jingxiang Primary School, leaving only an empty seat and a fading figure.
Everyone who has played with him knows that he is lively and loves to laugh, and has a pair of bright eyes. He likes naughty and problem children best. He always jumps on you when you are not looking, and then runs away. Although his grades are not particularly good, many boys love to play with him because he is "good at playing". As soon as he left, a "class star" disappeared, and the boys who once surrounded him would also hold their heads passively and sigh gently. The memory of their landing in the warehouse will also be worn away by the years until it fades away.
The taste of parting is bitter, because of two years of classmate friendship;
The taste of parting is spicy, because there are inseparable classmates;
The taste of parting is salty, because he has the sweat of the teacher.
Ren, I wish you a happy study in your new school and make new good friends.
Although I am far away from you, I will always wish you goodbye in my heart. I will never forget you!