Farewell to the alma mater poetry recitation, farewell to the alma mater poetry recitation

Ups and downs, morning and twilight; The flowers bloom and the tide rises and falls. Inadvertently, I went through six years of primary school. In the past six years, every laugh, every tear, every story, every experience, and every emotion have made me unforgettable.

Now that we are about to say goodbye to our alma mater, a feeling of affection arises from the bottom of my heart.

I still remember six years ago, when we were in the first grade, the flowers we planted with our own hands are now smiling in the wind next to the broken bricks and rubble. Although we have lost our lovely campus now, I will always remember that here, we sowed spring and harvested autumn, we studied with our hearts, laughed and chased, and sang a happy "March of Life" with a young voice under the blue sky.

Looking back, the time of the mind is reversed. When I was a child, life was full of flavors, I only knew sweetness, pride and willfulness, and clothes came to reach out, however, life is not only sweet after all. When I went to school, I understood this, and I was humble and learned to face setbacks and difficulties.

In the life of my alma mater, I gradually understood the true meaning of life: a person can not be as great as a historical monument, but he should strive for life; A person does not have the understanding of a wise man to observe the world, but he must know how to love life and have life. In the life of my alma mater, I felt the selfless dedication of my teachers, just like a piece of chalk turning others into ashes, but writing a three-dimensional life.

In the life of my alma mater, I have experienced the sincerity of friendship: helping each other, sending charcoal in the snow, and watering the Fang Tian of friendship with full of enthusiasm. Now, I am about to graduate, say goodbye to my lovely alma mater, and can only turn my reluctant attachment into ambition and try my best to return to my alma mater:

In the remaining month, study hard and forge ahead; Let life bloom with a smile, let life surging with a tide. Give the best results to repay my alma mater for nurturing me.

We are about to say goodbye to my alma mater, before parting, I face the morning sun, fold my hands, close my eyes, stand on tiptoe, let the light and heat burn a touch in my heart, and say "cherish" to my alma mater, teachers and classmates affectionately.

After graduation, how much I want to keep those warm days, but how much I long to be able to throw myself into the torrent of life as soon as possible. The former classmates' life was a string of sweet sugar gourds; The charming sweetness and sourness will never be finished. Picking up a string of dreams, the frolicking of the school, recalling it is so colorful and gorgeous; And the chase of growth has leaped over.

The hustle and bustle of the world seems to be silent, allowing me to regain the memory of Luoying. We have 4 spring and autumn together, every game, every **, every quarrel, will become a precious page in my memory. Looking back, it's a string of ups and downs of yesterday:

Yesterday, there was an argument we had in class; Yesterday, there was our run on the field; Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, there was our singing in the candlelight. Yes, yesterday, how beautiful and memorable! Today's classmates broke up and said:

Treasure! Ming Dynasty alumni meet, congratulations: success!

Everything is precious!

Farewell to his alma mater graduation poem recitation.

Bow deeply and call softly.

I waved my hand gently, and I couldn't shake off the happy time accumulated in five years, and I looked back frequently, and saw your affectionate paragraphs, which always made me stop and hesitate.

Here, the air is fresh, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the trees are shady, and the sound of books is loud.

Here, there are first-class teachers, energetic students, our most precious memories, our most intimate friends, and our most unforgettable learning career.

Here, there are unforgettable hard work during military training, the majestic scenery on the sports field, the colorful memories of the summer camp, the touching scenes of teachers and students overcoming difficulties together during the SARS period, and the arduous final struggle during graduation.

Here, there is the sound of Lang Jian reading books in Chinese class, thinking about it in mathematics class, creative art works hanging on the walls, and the sound of the piano flying in the wind in the room.

Here, there is affection, righteousness, suffering, and happiness, bidding farewell to the alma mater, and making the footsteps heavy is not the sad bag, but the sadness of parting;

I can no longer walk on the tree-lined paths of the campus, no longer listen to the birds singing in the bushes, no longer be able to ** life philosophy with my teachers, and no longer be able to talk about life ideals with my classmates.

Clip in the diary. The group photos collected in the album reproduce the romance and joy of getting along with each other, and the wild geese placed in the corner of the drawer recall the years of sending emotions with letters.

Say goodbye, this fiery summer day, left behind, unforgettable reading time.

I have also stood by the rockery pond for a long time, listened to the spring rain gently lapping the treetops by the pool, and also chatted by the small lake, confiding in each other the joys and troubles of learning, and also studied quietly in the classroom, exploring my own dreams in the mountains and seas of books.

The green shade of the campus remembers our beautiful shadows, the paths of the campus have carved our hurried footprints, the stairs of the campus have established our civilized manners, and the playground of the campus has always maintained our vigorous figures.

That little tree, I have personally fertilized it, it has become so strong today, that little flower, I have personally watered it, so it has such a fragrance today, that piece of paper, we gently picked them up, the campus has such a beautiful spine today, the doors and windows, we carefully wiped it, the campus has such a new image today.

Magnolia, why do you always bloom alone in the season of our parting, Crape myrtle, why do you always remind me of the sorrow of parting.

Plant it, plant a commemorative tree for your alma mater, let the little tree grow with us, plant it, plant an acacia tree for your alma mater, let us work with our alma mater.

At the time of parting, the sweetness and sadness will be ingested into the bottom of the heart at the same time, just because after turning this crossroads of life, you will no longer have this scenery, and everything can only be recalled in dreams.