My primary school career is about to graduate, graduate, yes, graduate. With the excitement of coming to school and the share of leaving school, we will usher in the last exam of our primary school career. This exam is very special. It means our study achievements in the past six years, and it also means that we are about to step out of school, go to junior high school and go to the next "front line".
I am reluctant, excited and sad. I only have more than 50 days to get along with my classmates. Students who eat, drink, study and live with me will go their separate ways after more than 50 days, and different doors will meet us, but this means that we will hardly meet each other or even forget each other in the future.
Students, I thank you. You brought me happiness and excitement. In the past six years, we have come together. You accompanied me through the teacher's scolding and beating. We depended on each other and faced the difficulties ahead hand in hand. We survived. We are with each other and move forward together. Although we don't know what the front brings us, we know that no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, we will walk together. We kept going forward, and for a long time, our steps were consistent with each other. Because I am your classmate, we have been together for so long. In my eyes, this class is already a big family, and now we are really, really sad to be separated after more than 50 days.
Remember, 1 grade, you cried and told your parents that you wanted to go back and you didn't want to study. And then inexplicably integrated into this class. In the second grade, we transferred students to all classes, and you warmly accepted us. Thank you, but how will you live in this family? You made my life a step forward, thank you. When I was in the third grade, I stayed in the corner and nobody knew. You walk by and hold out your hand. Let me face it with you. No matter how bad I am and how strict the head teacher is, I avoid her everywhere. In the fourth grade, we made unremitting efforts to win every time, and we all handed in a perfect answer sheet. The heartache left everywhere along the way is the sweat we left together. I really can't bear to part now. By the fifth grade, our grades had plummeted. When someone got lost, I said loudly, "We are not afraid. This difficulty can't stop us. First, it will fall into our hands again. Stand up and face it together. " Grade 6, after six years of struggle, will soon end our primary school career with an exam. We are sad in excitement. We are about to leave this class, this school and each other. We all bowed our heads silently. I smiled, and I said, I'm not sad, because everything must come to an end, but we should get together well, and I will cherish these fifty days. I want to talk to my good brother more, because my classmates have quarreled several times, which is my wish.
Students, after more than 50 days, I hope we can be friends and remember that we are classmates and brothers. See you in a few decades, and we will smile. We will talk about childhood. I will always remember: we are classmates, I come from a big family, and we are brothers.
Sixth grade graduation composition 2 Time flies, time flies. I'm leaving my alma mater. I can't bear it! Reluctant to the teacher! Reluctant to classmates! Reluctant to his alma mater! Reluctant ... there are countless reluctance!
I miss my life in the sixth grade. We study together, work together, participate in recess activities together, play together, and …
Primary school life is colorful, it records my laughter, my tears, my expectations ... In that familiar campus, we have healthy growth and happy time.
Six years ago, we were ignorant and walked into the campus with a beautiful vision. Six years later, we became confident and energetic teenagers. We have learned to grow, to think, to cooperate, to trust and to surpass ourselves. We have created together, experienced together, and watched everything we walked slowly become an eternal memory in the familiar campus. These days, with the teachers' inculcation and expectation. The happy smiles of friends and the warm atmosphere of the class will never be forgotten!
Looking back on the progress made in the past six years, our hearts are full of gratitude. Thanks to my alma mater and teachers. It is their words and deeds and selfless dedication that have brought us this happy harvest season. I remember that it was your merciless praise and encouragement that inspired us to set sail again and again and go forward bravely; I remember, it was your fair and severe criticism that made us correct the direction again and again.
In just six years, we abandoned dependence and learned to choose; Abandoned selfishness, learned friendship, abandoned laziness, learned diligence: learned self-esteem, self-reliance and self-improvement. Six years of trekking, six years of study and six years of exploration have grown up. Here, on behalf of all the students, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to the hard-working teachers again!
Let's meet again in ten or twenty years. Let's thank our alma mater and wish you flowers and deep roots; Thank you, teacher. I wish you good health and all the best. Bless the students, let's work together and create more glory!
The sixth grade graduation composition 3 entered the alma mater with longing. Spacious football field, long runway, high basketball stand … but now I don't feel that way.
Walking in the operation, breathing the fragrance of the soil. I remember that autumn six years ago, when I just entered a beautiful primary school ... Autumn was originally my favorite season. Although it left leaves behind, it washed away the dust of this earth and brought me the most beautiful and good start of my life! I continued to wander around the playground, trying to feel this pure concern again. ...
Today, my classmates and I are standing on the big stage of June 1st. I repeatedly said, "the school gate of junior high school is waving to me, but there is a tearful smile on my face." I can't forget the teacher's teachings and the laughter of my classmates ... "I thought," Maybe, when the fish leaves the water and swims to the sea, his heart needs time to bear it! This is my primary school life, this is my childhood, the best and most beautiful start in my life! "
Yesterday, I listened carefully to Teacher Zhao's class in the classroom. She said: "classmate, I am your teacher, but as the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father!" " Sure, I can call you mom! However, six years of good time flies, and I have to send you to another mother! Without boiling water, fish always swim to the blue sea ... "Faced with these words of Teacher Zhao, I don't understand:" Why do you want to find another' mother'? Why swim to the blue sea? "But, I can't resist, I can only leave with doubts, leaving what I dreamed of in those years. Love primary school.
Tomorrow, I will step out of this childhood threshold and bid farewell to my childhood. I gave myself a bitter smile, but I felt the salty taste in my mouth, and then I knew that I had shed tears ... It is a girl's nature to cry, but the feeling of crying is long and complicated! It is also difficult for me to judge whether this tear is happy or sad.
After graduation, I will go to a strange school and face strange teachers and classmates. Everything before can only be a good memory!
In a blink of an eye, I am in the sixth grade, and I will graduate in a few months! I still remember what it was like when I first entered school.
To tell the truth, I really can't bear to leave my classmates, my boss, Rui Rui and Xiaoyue ... for six years, they accompanied me to study and play, but in the end, the friendship of six years of classmates was still the sentence "Farewell, friends!"
Yes, farewell friends; Say goodbye to classmates; Say goodbye to people I hate; Goodbye to my teacher; Say goodbye to those who have helped me and those I have helped; Farewell to those people whose names I don't know but who talk to me all day. ...
After leaving school, we also went our separate ways. I wonder what will happen when we get together again? What kind of identity?
Parting = reunion
Graduation = represents growth
Classmate = witnessed the happiest time in life.
Maybe I won't know the importance of my classmates in my heart until I leave. Maybe the classmates I hate are the people I miss most after I leave. From now on, maybe no one will make any noise around me. ...
I don't know, many years later, when I walk through the familiar streets, walk into the familiar gates again, and meet the familiar playground and teachers, what kind of mood will it be, sadness or nostalgia?
Many years later, I wonder if the teachers will remember teaching me this student, Mr. Hu, who played with me, or if any girls said that he was not handsome in a suit and dressed him as an ear protector. ...
Maybe when I grow up, I may forget my teachers and classmates, but I won't forget how many people played with me.
By the third day, I will make new friends and get familiar with the new environment. At this time, it is time for me to take the first step in my life.
On the last day of sixth grade,
Flowers are in full bloom on campus, and the wind blows the leaves.
We waved goodbye in the summer wind,
Say goodbye and take care.
The smell of sadness permeates everyone's mind,
It took us three years to pave the way for this parting.
In this last summer, holding your hand,
Looking back at the ups and downs,
Count the deep and shallow footprints we walked together.
Over and over again, all the past events are repeated in my mind.
We hooked up and promised each other to remember this wonderful time.
Give each other, carefully prepared graduation gifts.
But why are there tears in your eyes,
Is it because?
Those sincere friendships are soul mates.
Those beautiful vows that never leave.
Those tacit moments
Will it all end this summer?
Maybe, in a few years,
We will spend our free time.
Open the yellowed yearbook.
Thanks for those interesting personal introductions.
Those wonderful greetings.
Rows of handwriting with their own personality.
Smell the last fragrance of that summer.
Grade one: Tang Yichen.
Six years of life is about to become a thing of the past, and primary school life will also become a memory in our lives. We gradually understand what is precious, unforgettable and reluctant!
The busyness of reviewing always doesn't disturb our psychology, because we know that the students in Class One will leave soon, have too many ideas and know that there is not much time left. We go exploring, climbing mountains and skating, looking for everything that can make us happy ... We love to help each other, unite and be friendly, but we reminisce about everything in the happy place because we know it is precious.
Sometimes, at night, we sit together to celebrate people's birthdays, and we sing and dance. What a happy day! Now that I think about it, I still feel lacking! We will never blame others for a trivial matter, care for each other and help each other, and bully others at will. We know that it is unforgettable!
Now many students have bought such a thick graduation speech book. What does this mean? Oh, it's the hearts of so many classmates; What does the gift book stand for? Oh, witness that we are about to graduate, let's break up! When I saw the words in the gift book, I didn't believe that we would be separated. All the days suddenly passed before my eyes like yesterday. We don't want to be apart, but we all want to move towards the future and society. Then, we realized that the only thing we can't stand is the classmates we have established friendship for six years!
Friendship is a long ivy, covered with precious fruits. That is our classmate, that thick graduation speech, which is the witness of our six-year friendship!
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!
The sixth grade graduation composition 8 reminds me of the scene of the 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.
Grade 6 graduation composition 9 It's midsummer, June; The rainy season has come, and we will leave the affiliated elementary school and those people.
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Time flies, a few days before graduation in a blink of an eye. I want to sigh: How did you graduate so soon? However, once again, those days are gone forever.
At the age of seven, I stepped into the school gate of the affiliated primary school with excitement. With an ignorant heart, I met teachers and classmates that I will never forget in my life. From then on, I began my six-year journey.
Six years ago, with excited eyes, I watched my big brother and big sister in grade six tie a bright red scarf on us. Five years later, we put a red scarf on the first grade. When the red scarf swam in my hand, I clearly saw our reflection in the first day of junior high school.
The affiliated elementary school is really not big. When two teaching buildings stand there, I feel a little crowded. However, for six years, the school has changed little by little every year. I remember that in the first grade, the playground was empty, and there were several lonely bulletin boards on the right side of the playground. I don't remember when there were fitness equipment, runways and corridors in the school. Today, we are about to leave the home where we have lived for six years, and we miss it very much. In the future, we will go to a new school and get familiar with the new environment, but we will never forget our six-year primary school life.
I have so many feelings for the school and teachers, but I don't know what to say when I talk about it. I really want to live here for another six years, and then live happily with my teachers and classmates, but who doesn't know that this is impossible? We have to grow up, and this is what we have to experience.
After school, I stood at the school gate and looked at the school where I had lived for six years. The setting sun is slanting, and the school is shrouded in purples. The school is so quiet and beautiful at this time, but it's sad to leave this place in a blink of an eye.
Alma mater, farewell, you let me from ignorance to maturity. Teacher Ren, farewell, you taught me how to be a man. You have been with us for six years, and saying thank you is really insignificant. Bless you forever! Dear classmates, it is you who let me enjoy the happiness of friendship and the warmth of the group.
10 More than a month later, the door of parting is about to open, and I will bid farewell to my alma mater and move towards another milestone in my life. I waved, said goodbye and walked forward with my head held high. Grown-ups often say "it's all over". Why? I'm confused.
For six years, we walked hard and happily. In the past six years, we have lived a full and beautiful life. We shed tears, but with laughter. We walked on thorns and smelled the flowers in Wan Li. Six years, thousands of days and nights, sounds so long, but when we face parting, we feel so short.
Goodbye, my dear teacher. How many nutrients have you sown in the past six years? In order to protect the green grass, you shed unlimited sunshine! Over the past six years, with your selfless help and careful teaching, your youth has slipped away quietly. Originally black and shiny hair, I don't know when it has turned white. Teacher, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division are not enough to show my respect for you. A thousand words, a thousand words converge into a heartfelt word: "teacher, you have worked hard!" " "
Goodbye, students who are stronger than gold. When I am in trouble, you always give me a warm hand at the first time. Solve my worries, give me encouragement and confidence. In the research, we are rivals to each other. You chase after me and always remind each other to work harder! In life, we are inseparable partners, and every corner of the campus has our ups and downs. At this moment, I want to turn my attachment and reluctance to you into a treasure and bury it in the eternal memory. The new journey, let's move forward bravely together.
Goodbye, my beautiful alma mater. I have too many memories and feelings here. The grass is green, the trees are towering, and the national flag is flying. I don't know how many friendships I met and how many wonderful things I witnessed. Six years of primary school, how to convert a little gain? I've been snapping my fingers for six years, but there's still no answer. There are traces of our reading everywhere in the bright classroom, filled with books. We fought here, which is an unforgettable memory. The quiet roads on campus are engraved with our childhood footprints, and the fragrance of flower beds leaves our childhood laughter and joy ... Every corner of our alma mater treasures our friendship and sows our dreams. Six years of primary school, the deep affection of teachers and students, the intimacy of classmates, and the warmth of every grass and tree are the most beautiful gifts on my growth path.
Walking on the way after school, turn around. Alma mater, let me have a good look at you again, and then have a look. ...
Goodbye! Alma Mater ...