Farewell to the sixth grade composition of my alma mater. In the early autumn of 20xx, I jumped into your arms with excitement. Stepping into the school gate, everything in front of you is pleasing to the eye-willow stroking the water, and the garden pool in summer rippling in the bright sunshine; Big brothers and sisters are playing happily in the wide playground. I have long heard that you are the alma mater of my father and uncle, and will be my alma mater in the future. Thought of here, I feel very cordial.
I still remember the first day I came to class, sitting in a high chair and looking around curiously. Then there was a steady footstep in the corridor, and I couldn't wait to see who it was. After a while, a female teacher in a lotus leaf green dress came in, stood by the platform and looked at us excited little people with calm eyes. Then the teacher began to introduce herself, and I looked at her intently. Dear teacher, you and I didn't expect at that time that you taught us this lesson for six years, accompanied us as a good friend for six spring, summer, autumn and winter, and devoted your six years of youth and efforts. I like your teaching method, so whatever you say, I can understand it quickly. When I was in the third grade, you gave me a book, Jade Bird. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep that day. I read carefully whenever I had time. You often praise my composition, which also attracts the envy and jealousy of some students. They all think you are partial to me.
I still can't forget a physical education class class in my freshman year. I was patting the ball alone. "Hello, can I play with you?" A sweet voice came from behind. When I turned around, it was a very handsome little girl with a short ponytail and giggling, "Good!" I answered happily and handed her the ball. Dear friends, at that time, you and I probably didn't think that we had forged a sincere friendship from then on. I remember a recess in the second grade. You blindfolded me and took me to the corridor. When you opened your hand, I saw a little girl just like you. "ah! So you are twins! " I was really taken aback. From then on, we became inseparable "Three Musketeers". We share weal and woe, and every time we meet, we have endless words. I don't know if it is a kind of fate. In the sixth grade, we all fell in love with Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions, which was very lively-not only meeting and discussing it on QQ. We also wrote poems together, painted 12 watercolors of Jin Chai together, and even performed the "First Meeting of Baodai" on the stage of "June 1" ... Thank you for spending the happiest time of my childhood with me.
June, 20 14, there were rainy days in Quanzhou. On the school playground, a group of little brothers and sisters are frolicking and braving the rain. I walked on campus with an umbrella, thinking that we would leave soon and bid farewell to our alma mater, teachers and classmates who had lived for six years. Thought of here, I can't help slowing down, suddenly looking back, looking at all this familiarity, my heart is full of disappointment. The rain dripped down and slipped down the umbrella. Those are tears, my endless complaints. ...
Goodbye, my alma mater! Alma mater, goodbye!
Farewell to the sixth grade composition of my alma mater. 2 "The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows." In ten days, I will leave my dear alma mater. Every grass and tree on campus makes me unforgettable.
I can't forget the big banyan tree covered with shade. It is rooted beside the big stage of cultivation. In spring, big banyan trees spit out buds, which hang on the branches like birds. Students especially like chatting and playing under the big banyan tree. In summer, the big banyan tree becomes flourishing, like an open umbrella. Students often enjoy the cool under the big tree, and I am no exception. After physical education class, I will rest with my classmates under the big banyan tree. In autumn, the leaves of the big banyan tree turn yellow and fly to the ground like a yellow butterfly. There seems to be a golden carpet around the big banyan tree. In winter, the leaves of the big banyan tree are all gone and the branches are bare. A cold wind blew, and I felt the big banyan tree shaking. I really want to find a dress for it, but where can I find such a big dress for it? You say, how can I forget such a beautiful scenery?
I can't forget that beautiful egg-blossom tree. The egg blossom tree is in the southwest corner of the playground. Every time we go to physical education class, we will pick up plumeria. White as jade petals, attractive fragrance, let me remember. You said, how could I forget such a beautiful egg-blossom tree?
I can't forget it. This is a big stage full of honor. Zheng Yang stage is in front of the playground. Zheng Yang stage is where we perform and receive prizes. How many wonderful programs are staged here and how many honors are born here! I remember once, my students were rated as "three good students". At the school meeting, I was honored to stand on the stage of cultivating honesty and accept the award from the principal. I am very happy. Standing on it, I feel extremely proud and proud. You said, how could I forget such a meaningful stage?
I can't forget that bright and clean classroom. The wall newspaper, science corner, honor wall and "Zheng" bookcase here all have the painstaking efforts of me and other students. When the students come home from school, several classmates and I will stay and decorate the classroom. In order to make students have a better learning environment. You said, how can I forget such a thoughtful class?
"There is no such thing as a banquet that never ends." Goodbye, my alma mater, in your arms, we have become sensible from ignorance, mature from childishness, and brave from timidity. No matter where I go, your beautiful and warm figure will stay in my heart forever!
Goodbye Alma Mater Grade 6 Composition 3 Alma Mater is the place to give us knowledge, the place to harvest our friendship, the place to let us know how to be grateful, and the alma mater is …
Every corner of my alma mater is worth our nostalgia.
You see, the flower beds in my alma mater are always so fragrant, and it still makes people feel very comfortable from school to now. I guess it may be because of our naughty and lovely children that the flowers in the flower bed will bloom in our hearts forever and smell so sweet forever.
The banyan trees in my alma mater are always so lush. In the hot summer, the strong electric wind in the class still can't bear our anxious heart, but as long as everyone is around the banyan tree, blowing the natural wind and humming nursery rhymes, this heart will naturally calm down.
The football field of my alma mater is always so lively. After class, the football field is as lively as a frying pan. Everyone forms a big circle, chatting, playing games and singing. Soon, we spent the break time laughing. What impressed me most was the football match. At that time, everyone forgot the contradiction between them and shouted for fuel. Unite as one and shout for class honor. People on the field listen and do your best. Finally, with the referee's whistle, our class won, which is really speed and passion!
The library of my alma mater is always so rich in books. As the saying goes, "books are the ladder of human progress" and "you can skip meals and books for a day". Sitting in a chair during recess and savoring the profound meaning of a book can build more first-class success ladders for yourself, and also get more spiritual food and collect materials for the brain.
In the classroom of my alma mater, there are so many people studying happily. The sound of reading reverberates in my ears. Everyone's handwriting, appearance and way of speaking are unique scenery in the class. The teacher's inculcation is so important and full of love, which has become the guiding light for our bright future.
And in a few days, we will leave here, so I want to say to my alma mater: goodbye to my alma mater! Goodbye, let's thrive and be happy. Goodbye, alma mater! Thank you for providing us with knowledge. Goodbye, alma mater! I hope we can come back to visit you next summer and thank you in front of you!
Say goodbye to your alma mater. Time flies, the sun flies, and in a blink of an eye, the happy primary school time is over, and I am about to leave my alma mater and enter middle school.
My alma mater, you made me change from an ignorant urchin into a young pioneer with ideals and ambitions, and you led me into the boundless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher, and you made me make so many intimate partners.
Alma mater, how many memories I left in your arms. I remember the sound of our reading, the teacher standing in front of the blackboard on the podium and writing carefully, I remember playing on the playground with my friends, I remember ... dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big and your playground is not wide, although your equipment is not advanced. However, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you have taught us a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. It is how many pillars of the country you have cultivated and how many useful talents you have created. You have done meritorious service!
Dear alma mater, I want to say goodbye to you. Can I look forward to your future? Ten years later, I went back to my mother. The classroom is spacious and bright, with advanced and high-grade equipment, and the campus is full of green. How wonderful it is!
Say goodbye to your alma mater. Time flies, and six years of primary school life will end in a blink of an eye. Every time I think about this, my heart can't be calm for a long time. Looking back, I was depressed when I failed in the exam, proud when I got high marks, classmates and friends playing on the playground, deep attachment in the guest book, good wishes, and lingering images in the photo album. Six years of primary school life, came with a smile and left in a hurry. Although its pace is a little faster, in the days of farewell, the endless ups and downs of six-year primary school life come to mind. ...
I can't forget, in the beautiful campus, you are like a gentle mother, let us thrive; You taught us unity and friendship; You taught us the truth of being human. Let us know the outside world and the true meaning of life through those windows.
I can't forget it, dear teacher. Thank you for your earnest teaching, helping me hold high the banner and leading me to swim in the boundless ocean of knowledge. Under your hard teaching, we have changed from ignorant urchins to graduates with knowledge and ideals.
I can't forget it, dear students. We spent six colorful years together, struggling in the ocean of knowledge, playing on the playground and playing outside the school. Six years, like the spring breeze, in an instant, it took away our innocence, but it could not take away our innocent friendship.
Goodbye, dear alma mater! In your arms, we have become sensible from ignorance, mature from naivety, and brave from timidity. Goodbye, dear teacher! It is you who taught us the truth of being a man, "but how much love there is in an inch of grass, and enjoy three rays of spring." We will always remember your kindness. Goodbye, dear students! Sooner or later, we grow up together. I hope we don't forget the friends who accompanied us through ups and downs, and don't forget those beautiful vows.
Here, we laugh, cry and work together. After ups and downs, we can say with a clear conscience: "No one loves this class more than we do!" "I believe that with the support and promotion of this love, we will succeed one day.
Always with a curious childlike innocence, you will have the most beautiful daydream about this world.
Always in a canoe, sailing in childhood dreams.
Always stepping on the passionate sunset, quietly wandering in the beautiful dusk.
In my memory, I will always leave the best and most unforgettable primary school life. ...
Here, always remember the past, think about the present and dream about the future. ...
Goodbye to my alma mater. Life is like a song, years are like wine, and our six years are coming to an end. Do the students recall the past time after intense study?
Six years passed quickly. Do you remember our vice monitor Liu? Every time she carefully writes the daily accumulation on the blackboard for us to copy. There is a student on duty in the lower right corner of the blackboard. She will also write down her name carefully, and will not miss the next classmate or cover up her classmates or good friends. There was no affair.
Liu Jiahao, our monitor, is conscientious and has made great contributions to our class. He sometimes helps the teacher manage the discipline in the classroom. The first time you speak, he will choose to ignore it, the second time he will stare at you, and the third time he will write his name directly. Is our monitor very individual?
Remember our New Year's Day party? Colorful bows set off a warm atmosphere and are the "masterpieces" of girls in our class. Colored balloons and ribbon tickets are our ideas. Until now, I still remember the laughter and laughter when we arranged together. At the get-together, everyone gave full play to their specialties, some sang loudly, some danced, and wonderful programs were skillfully strung together. The classroom is full of laughter. There are also teachers who work day and night for us: strict teacher Liu, interesting teacher Tan, kind teacher Xiao Liu … We should remember them well and thank them for their hard training. There are many wonderful and unforgettable "pictures" students, you should try to remember them! Six years! Can't let go of the love that can't be let go!