In the morning, we read aloud in our respective classes, watching our classmates so seriously. I can't help but give up the idea of dozing off, put down my schoolbag and pick up a book. When class is over, some of us are discussing problems that can't be solved in class, some are doing homework in the classroom, some are chatting in the corridor, and some others ... In class, we listen attentively, sometimes we start writing, sometimes we copy the steps of solving problems, and sometimes we copy the answers after class.
During lunch break, everyone in the class has a rest. Some read books early, some do their homework in class, some take a lunch break, and some …
We study and study in this beautiful and lovely campus. We can review our lessons in this beautiful and quiet learning environment and work hard for our own future and the future of society.
After school, we carried our schoolbags together, walked through thousands of paths and shops, and watched the little students go home with their parents. Some students go home by bike.
Now, we are smiling and walking on the tree-lined path on campus, sowing the happiest time. When we leave the campus, let us identify with the road we have traveled. I believe that some of us are reluctant, some are not proud of wasting our time, and some look forward to a better future! I believe that unforgettable campus life will be our best memory. ...
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I am already a graduate student in primary school, but when I think back on my five-year study life, I can't help but think of many things, including wonderful campus life, friendship between classmates, care between teachers and classmates, and one thing I will never forget. This is a charity sale organized by the school. The students donated their belongings to the charity sale, and all the money from the charity sale was donated to those who lost their homes in the Indian Ocean tsunami.
It was a sunny afternoon, and colorful flags were flying on the big playground of our school, which was very lively. "The charity sale begins!" With the headmaster's order, the stalls in each class were crowded with people. I am a glorious shop assistant, and my task is to sell the items donated by my classmates. Accompanied by the beautiful music "Dedication of Love", the "cheerleaders" kept shouting: "Dedicate your love and save the children affected by the disaster in India!" I'm so busy, my left hand is clutching my love money tightly, and my forehead is sweating.
A chubby boy from Grade Two squeezed in from the crowd, holding a pile of things and 20 yuan in his hand, and stammered, "Is there … a book … a book?" I took out a stack and asked him, "What book do you want, little brother?" "composition book." I pulled out a book from a pile of books for him. I said to him, "This book suits you very well, 5 yuan." He gave me twenty yuan, and I said, "I'll take your twenty yuan and give you fifteen yuan." He took the money, skipped away with the book between his arms, and said, "I'm giving love again." ……"
In a short time, everything in our class was sold out. I forgot to wipe my sweat, so count the money quickly. I turned around and told my classmates loudly, "We sell 103 yuan." The students all jumped for joy.
The charity sale is over, but I also deeply feel that love in the world is an unparalleled dedication, from the heart and dedicated to those in need.
I love my campus life!
Drag ... bell ... bell ... There is a familiar bell in the distance. With the falling leaves in autumn, I can't help but recall a series of beautiful and unforgettable memories of primary school campus. Time flies, time is ruthless, time flies so fast. It's like the moon last night turned into the sun today, and it will be two years in a blink of an eye. In the past two years, I have grown a lot. From ignorance in the past to being sensible and clever now.
When I was in middle school, I was still thinking about the old classroom, the flying basketball court and the green grassland. Walking on the path to school when I was a child, I felt as if I had returned to that young me. Everything is still so clear and profound. Now in front of me is a school that has accompanied me for six years. Walking on this path, I enjoyed the sound of reading in the breeze. Ah, what an inspiring voice! I am so familiar with ... so kind ... I breathe the spreading air in the campus, and every vibrant flower and tree makes every detail look so fresh. This is my beautiful and harmonious alma mater, isn't it?
I don't care. Under this autumn sky, it began to rain in Mao Mao. Young students are playing in the rain, and a teacher is trying to persuade them. Finally, the teacher couldn't help getting angry. Seeing those pupils being taught by their teachers to keep their heads down, I can't help but think of my remaining years in this school. At that time, I was only in the fourth grade and regarded reading as a kind of hard work. I don't care about the importance of reading, nor do I know how to cherish the blessings of reading. I only care about playing all day. At that time, my teacher, Mr. Yang, was always by my side to teach me and enlighten me, which made me have today's achievements and stand here firmly. Speaking of teacher Yang, my heart is like breaking a five-flavor bottle, and my eyes are full of tears. The memory left by the teacher can be said to be endless! He is a part of my life, just like the air in my life. I really can't imagine what I would be like now without him. Teacher Yang took good care of me at school and was very convincing. After class, he is like a close friend of mine. I tell him all the joys and sorrows directly. He has always been humorous and always tells a few jokes to make me happy and calm my mood. This makes me feel extremely at ease and happy. I just like the feeling of being protected, so sweet!
"Wang Xiaozhi! Why haven't you finished your homework? Still chattering there! Alas … why not learn? If you don't work hard now, what can you do when you grow up? " Ah, what a coincidence! Isn't this the left-wing inscription that Miss Pink often mentions in front of me?
The campus wind is blowing again, and the memory in my mind is like champagne that has just been shaken. As soon as it was opened, water spilled on the ground. This smell is still in my memory. I still remember that it was a morning with flowers and birds singing. Because most teachers went to other places for meetings that day, the campus was deserted and naughty, and I began to think presumptuous. I've been chatting with my friends, and I haven't been paying attention in class. I was so bold that I almost forgot the existence of the teacher. Miss Pink is beginning to get angry. She came up to me angrily and said, "What time is it? Still babbling there, why don't you learn? What can I do when I grow up? " That's right! This is the inscription of Miss Pink's seat.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning quietly falls on the earth and on the campus, our class is covered with the warm sunshine and comfortably reads each beautiful poem aloud. What a beautiful scenery! The students in our class are even more enthusiastic animals, and it is their nature to be naive and lively. Although sometimes they are a little naughty, our class is full of talents! There are speakers, athletes, painters, doctors and so on. These little talents have enhanced the reputation of our school. They can be said to be the pillars of the future country!
At school, a girl named Xiao Lin often walks beside me. Xiao Lin's grades in school are always among the best. She will always be so smart and excellent in my heart. We are the best team in the school. We always like to sing along, and we should stick together in everything we do. Can be said to be a group of inseparable sister flowers! Every corner of the campus has traces of joy left by us. Looking back now, my primary school life is really happy!
Look at the green grass again, the laughter of chasing and playing in those days, everyone's passion and friendly laughter, everything has disappeared. Now, what I see is an empty and lifeless grassland. On that path, I will never see my dear classmate again. Everything started to get weird. These scenes, like scrolls, are all collected in my diary.
I love my alma mater, the ancient classroom, the flying basketball court and the green grassland. I love teachers as mothers and friends as brothers and sisters. In this campus, we were full of laughter and laughter, and also left our growth steps. I will always keep my alma mater in the deepest part of my heart and imprint this unforgettable campus life in my heart forever. ...
Three. Five years ago, as a first-year student, I walked into a brand-new primary school. Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, five years of primary school study and life have passed by. Now, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was full of deep nostalgia.
I can't forget every teacher at school! I can't forget your kind eyes and your inculcation. It is you who nurtured our happy growth with sweat, and it is you who moistened our hearts eager for knowledge with the showers of knowledge ... In these six years, through the hard work of teachers, we not only learned the knowledge from books, laid a solid learning foundation, but also learned a lot about being a human being.
I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget our friendship and the time we spent together. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday. Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, there was our game on the court; Yesterday, we had an argument in class; Yesterday, we sang in the choir ... Yes, what an unforgettable yesterday, I can't forget it.
I can't forget my five-year campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading; As soon as the morning exercise bell rang, the students quickly stood together and went downstairs in turn; In class, the students listened carefully and actively raised their hands to speak; After school, students take an active part in sports activities on the playground ... The annual school sports meeting is even more exciting. In all sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines were deafening. The players on the field abide by the rules, strive for the first place, and adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, as if a small Olympic Games were being held. This is my familiar campus life.
Ah! What a wonderful primary school life, how much happiness and harvest you brought me, I will never forget it!
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Time flies, six years have passed in a blink of an eye. Yesterday, I was just a freshman. Today, I have to say this sentence with tears in my eyes: "Goodbye, alma mater!" " "
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.
During my six years in primary school, I learned a lot from my first teacher and got a lot of joy from my friends. Alma mater, you taught me to love my motherland, be diligent and honest. Thought of here, my heart a little more fear, a little more attachment. I am so scared that I can't play and laugh with my classmates in your arms. I'm afraid that the teacher's inculcation can't supplement my mind. I'm afraid of ... my alma mater. I really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again.
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!
Dear mom, I wish you all the best. May you be full of peaches and plums. I wish you become a famous Sanjin school. Oh, no, you have to go out of Shanxi and go to China!
Goodbye, dear. Time flies. Time flies. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life will be over. We are about to leave our alma mater where we have lived for six years. At the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are particularly excited. Everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, we can clearly remember six years of primary school life. The grass, trees, bricks and tiles of my alma mater are so familiar and cordial.
Never forget, dear teacher; I can't forget your inculcation; I can't forget your kind eyes; I can't forget ... how much effort and sweat you have paid for us, from boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions. You are a diligent gardener, you are an unknown silkworm, you are a hero behind a hero, and you are a giant at the foot of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great. You have taught us simplicity, naturalness, enrichment and nobleness with full enthusiasm. Towering trees can't forget their roots, and vast rivers can't forget their sources. How can I forget my teacher?
I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged. Over the past six years, we have struggled in the sea of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus and spent this wonderful time together. It's been six years, and it's going to be separated in an instant. How can I have peace of mind?
Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive. Here, we received a strict education. Here, we have developed a good study style of hard work, unity and friendship, attention to civilization and discipline. In your warm embrace, we have gained the nectar of knowledge, the power of wisdom and the truth of being a man. ...
Students, at this moment, your eyes are discerning and your thoughts are myriad. Although our graduating class is about to leave our alma mater, we will not forget you-my dear alma mater, and we will not forget you-my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day with you. ...
Memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let me thank the teachers for their hard work again! Goodbye, the teacher who nurtured our growth! Goodbye and feed our alma mater!
I wish my alma mater a better tomorrow! Alma mater!
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