Graduation season sixth grade composition 1 Time flies, the sun and the moon fly. Six years ago, a group of ignorant children walked into the gate of your alma mater, like a bunch of seedlings that broke through the ground, expecting sunshine and rain. It is you who love your teacher, who nourishes our hearts with hard sweat and nurtures us to grow sturdily.
Six years, more than two thousand days and nights. Teacher, how much white hair has been added to your temples, your voice is hoarse, your body is no longer tall and straight, and we, under your care and guidance, are like slim trees, full of vitality. Teacher, you are like a warm spring breeze, blowing away the buds of our wisdom. Teacher, you are like a bright torch, illuminating the ideal lighthouse in our hearts. Teacher, you let us know the truth that "there is no end to learning, and there is no end to learning". Teacher, you let us remember the sacred mission of "studying for the rise of China".
We will bid farewell to our beloved teacher and our alma mater, a beautiful home. Alma mater is the cradle of our life, and alma mater is the starting point of our take-off. Let's take off from here, fly to the blue sky of the motherland and fly to all corners of the motherland. Today, we are proud of our alma mater. Let our alma mater be proud of us tomorrow!
Thank you-dear teacher!
Thank you-dear alma mater!
Goodbye, dear alumni, goodbye, everything on campus.
Finally, I wish our alma mater a more colorful and brilliant future.
Composition 2 of the sixth grade in the graduation season: "Your Peter Pan, I am a little lonely without you. When I return to our Neverland, my memory is still there, and we are still staring at each other and smiling … "When I hear this song, especially when I hear the sentence" I am a little lonely without you ",I always think of my primary school life.
When I first entered school, I especially wanted to graduate from the sixth grade. Now I especially want to keep the happy time with my classmates. Although there was noise and laughter during this time. However, this may be the last time we get together for such a long time.
Perhaps, like red dots and green dots, we will try to meet again after a long separation and continue to be girlfriends and girlfriends. However, no matter how to save it, it is useless.
As the teacher said, it is possible that our junior high school is assigned to the same school and class, which may be similar to our current position, but the probability is very small. Maybe just like red dots and green dots, even if we meet again, we will be separated for a long time and can't remember each other's names.
Even if we agree, the change will not come soon. Therefore, cherish the present and grasp the present is the most important. If we can meet again, it will be our luck. I believe that separation now equals reunion in the future.
Composition 3 of the sixth grade in graduation season reminds me of the scene of graduation party. The first four hosts appeared, and we waited for the first program with joy. Because of Chen Luhui's recitation, her vivid sentences almost touched our class.
The second program is the magic brought by Deng Sisi, Kuang and Zhu. An egg floats on the water. When we first heard the word magic, we were shocked and exclaimed. How can they do magic? We watched their magic in surprise, and the magic was very successful. I think it's because they discovered the secret.
What impressed me the most was that the teacher recommended us a game called "The Ancient King and Horse Riding Dance". The teacher moved eight stools first, and nine students thought that the students who shouted stop, we danced Jiangnan STYLE and walked around the stools several times. After shouting stop, we immediately grabbed the stool, and those who didn't grab it were eliminated. Those who are eliminated choose truth or big adventure. Finally, after several battles, Lei Chao was still the king of stocks, and everyone threw him into the air to congratulate him. The teacher invited him to drink with 10, and Lei Chao drank like a hungry boy. The most passionate part, of course, is riding a horse in mathematics. The teacher told us to let go and teach step by step. The teacher played music and we jumped to it. Everyone is sweating. The teacher also paid us to play all afternoon, how happy we would be after graduation.
This graduation party is so interesting. This is the longest time I have played with my teacher. This graduation party will be imprinted on my mind forever and will never be erased.
The setting sun shines on the campus land, the wind blows over the banyan tree that has been with us for six years, and the leaves rustle as if playing sad music. They seem reluctant to part with us who are about to graduate.
The host kicked off the graduation ceremony with a crisp and pleasant prologue, followed by wonderful dances, melodious piano sounds and wonderful ethereal songs ... When I watched my brothers and sisters give us wonderful performances, I couldn't help thinking a lot. The last program is the fashion show of the graduating class. Accompanied by dynamic music, they are marching with energetic youth. You see, they walk like cats, their backs are straight, and their confident expressions add a lot of color to them, not to mention, they are a bit like European and American models. After all the models come out one by one, they pose as loving models for the next link.
Finally, poetry reading. As soon as the sad music was released, it rendered the atmosphere of the audience. Listening to their affectionate recitation, I can't help but recall the bits and pieces of these six years: we cried together, laughed together, played together ... I can't forget all these, and these are indelible memories we left together. I seem to vaguely hear the crying around me. I turned around and saw that many students' eyes were getting red. After reading a few words, the teacher began to sob. The sad atmosphere suddenly filled the audience. I sobbed quietly, tears whirled back and forth in my eyes, desperately repressed, but it just got out of control and slowly gathered into a drop. Finally, the tears as big as beans gently slipped down my cheeks, drop by drop, like a string of beads. Our graduation ceremony ended in such a sad atmosphere.
In the bustling summer, we left the familiar campus, but I know that no matter how high and far we fly in the future, my heart will always care about this land.
Graduation season sixth grade composition 5 parting
Primary school life is coming to an end. In a blink of an eye, we will leave our warm alma mater and step into a strange and tense junior high school life. When we were about to leave, countless words of gratitude welled up in our hearts.
recall
A century-old tree has never boasted to others about the storms it has experienced, only looking at the circling rings; Spiders have never shown off their feats, and the dense silk shows their efforts; Dear teachers have never told others about their busyness. The peaches and plums in full bloom at graduation are the highest praise people give you. From immature children to mature teenagers, from ignorance to bookish, under the painstaking education of teachers, in the past six years in the blink of an eye, we have grown silently with laughter and warmth. Teachers devote themselves wholeheartedly to the class group and never give up any students. Teachers always put students' future first. In order to lay a solid foundation for our junior high school study as much as possible, teachers resolutely use their rest time to coach students. You always silently bear the blows from all directions and all kinds of heavy pressure, leaving us with a busy but firm back.
cherish the memory of
I still remember that in your class, we rushed to answer questions, and your smile and praise were the driving force for us to continue on the road of learning. If progress is a huge wave on the beach, students are ripples on the sea, and you are a hurricane that drives ripples. We are moving from ignorance to civilization, and you continue the growth of your classmates with knowledge.
fortune
Rain and dew stay on the blooming flowers, music lingers on the branches where birds stay, and I clearly see the epitome of six years in the traces left by years on your face. ...
Graduation season sixth grade composition 6 time flies, the sun and the moon fly. Inadvertently, the small tree has six more rings; Time old man's face has been weathered for more than six years; Our classroom is also full of our laughter.
Looking back on six years, I can't help feeling that in these six years, the fallen leaves will return to their roots, and there will be a long time.
But our past days will eventually become the past. Finally, we will start a new life. In these six years, we laughed together, played together and studied together. We were so happy and naive.
But six years passed quietly. In the past, we thought graduation was so far away and untouchable, but now graduation is close at hand and we are about to leave. We are about to bid farewell to our alma mater, teachers and primary schools.
We will leave soon, we have no tears, only to give up, only to remember.
We are reluctant to part with our teachers, our classmates who have been with us for six years, and our school. We only have laughter, only blessings, only prayers for our next meeting. Because we know that everything has an end, and these six years of life are enough for us to remember. In the past six years, we have changed from a child behind our parents to an eagle soaring in the sky, from ignorance to knowledge.
In the past six years, we have learned to bear, share and tolerate. We learned a lot, learned a lot, and learned to cherish every friendship. We have all grown up in the past six years.
Graduation Season Sixth Grade Composition 7 With the ringing of 20xx bell, our graduation season is coming. There is only one semester left, and I feel that I am suffocating in a spaceship.
Six spring, summer, autumn and winter, twelve semesters and seventy-two months, we meet every day at 7: 30 before the sun wakes up, at sunset. Such a time, how memorable.
As the graduation season approaches, the pressure of exams is getting heavier and heavier, and the smoke of war permeates the corridor of the teaching building. We all encourage each other and cherish every day together.
I seem to see that one day in the near future, we stand together and take the last photo. We all know in our hearts that this means that we will be separated soon, and everyone will go their separate ways from now on. I believe that as long as we have faith and ideals in our hearts, we will have a bright future.
Graduation season is coming, and the pace of exams is getting closer and closer. But as long as we work together in Qi Xin, we will be able to tide over the difficulties.
The graduation season is coming, and each of us will have more and more "why" in our hearts: why should we separate? Why is the exam so cruel? Why grow up? Why do you want to leave your classmates, your beloved teacher and the quiet and beautiful campus?
Graduation season is coming, and we have grown up a lot and become more sensible. We are grateful to take care of our parents, teach our teachers and accompany our friends.
Graduation season is coming, and an important journey in life is coming to an end. We need to be ready for new challenges in life.
Graduation season is coming, and tears are flying in my mind.
Graduation season sixth grade composition 8 This summer, we graduated. At the graduation symposium at that time, many students left tears, which everyone could understand. At this time, tears welled up from our hearts.
At that time, everyone's face was full of smiles, but we knew from our hearts that after today, we would be separated. Whether we step out of the door of Class 6 (4) or not, we will always remember that we are students of Class 6 (4) and Class 6 in Jingbian. Because, here is the place where we grow up, study, laugh and live, and it is also the place we remember, especially because there are teachers and classmates who live together day and night. Besides parents, the closest people to me are teachers and classmates who have been together for six years.
We planted a seed to repay our alma mater in this graduation season. When we return to our alma mater again, this seed will sprout and blossom, indicating that we have not forgotten our alma mater and the teachers here. Young dreams are sowing seeds for us in this graduation season. ...
We have always wanted to ask, what did you leave this graduation season? What did youth take away? I tell you, this graduation season left the next goodbye, and youth took away our meeting.
All good things must come to an end. At this time,' separation' represents the next meeting. We firmly believe that we will meet again!
The six years of primary school are like an hourglass, which flows silently, invisible and intangible, but when we see the small squares on the calendar, we already know that the graduation day is not far from us.
Every member of our group is a "pistachio"! In class, as soon as the teacher says "group discussion", we can't wait to turn around and wait for the "command" of the group leader. Even if there are differences, each team member only expresses his opinions euphemistically, and will not speak in a blunt and quarrelsome tone. If someone is not feeling well, other players will help him and take him to the school doctor's office. I think this is the foundation of unity!
Everyone in the group likes to joke, for example: XXX dropped XXX's book on the ground; Or put some books in someone else's drawer and return them to XXX when XXX is in a hurry ... Once, two members of our group played a joke, and when they were playing, it really moved, making one of them cry. We also realize that don't joke too much! However, the next day, the two players seemed to forget what happened yesterday and started fighting happily together.
We are about to enter the gate of middle school, begin to welcome my new life and make some new classmates. I can't forget my old classmates. We have been together for six years. Thank you for playing with me, being crazy with me and having fun with me.
Six years ago, with curiosity and love for knowledge, we walked into this sacred temple. However, six years later, we will bid farewell to our classmates and respected teachers.
At this moment, I have ten thousand things on my mind. If I can start over, I will cherish our friendship and not let our friendship boat capsize. However, time is gone forever. We will soon step into the gate of junior high school and make more friends there. No matter how good junior high school is, I will never forget the good times when we studied and played together. We've always been together, crazy and United.
Let me talk about the unity of our class! Last Children's Day, there was nothing special in our class except chorus, and the song "Days in beijing east road" was the song that could best express our feelings. During the practice, everyone tried their best, and we practiced again and again until we did our best. The teacher broke her heart to let us live such a child's moral integrity, and these pictures still appear in front of my eyes!
Today, six years later, I walked in the beautiful campus and saw the scene where we played together and completed the "task" to win glory for our class.
Six years ago, we didn't know anyone. Six years later, we met, and we became familiar with fate. Why are we so cruel and want to separate us? Oh, I see, we graduated!
In the evening of graduation season, I came home, dug out my precious classmate records, held them in my arms, and gently stroked the cover. As for this time, you may be curious, it is just an ordinary classmate record, but I said it is precious, so you are wrong.
This alumni record is very precious in my eyes. Because, in this yearbook, there are footprints of friends who have accompanied me for six years. The front of the alumni record is basically some personal data, and the real highlight is the message at the back. Most students' messages are related to graduation.
I gently opened the first page, and clean and correct handwriting came into view. Needless to guess, such beautiful words must have been written by a female classmate. As I expected, this is a message from my good friend.
At first sight, I was shocked. The messages others gave me were only written in half, but Xu Yuxuan actually wrote the whole face. I roared in my heart: it's really my own apprentice, even with my style!
In the message, I saw Xu Yuxuan's disappointment with me. She cherishes the friendship between our master and apprentice, and of course our friendship. Seeing this, I can't help but recall our past dribs and drabs, the way she laughed, the way she cried, the way she was angry ... it's a pity that we didn't cherish the time together before. Now, in this last semester, I must make up for it.
Six years sounds like a long time, but it's actually very short. Six years have passed in a hurry, but we haven't had time to cherish it. I hope we can cherish it in this last day, and wish our friendship for six years will last forever.