Primary school life memories essay, your primary school life memories

In the memories of elementary school life, from the first grade to the present, all kinds of memories are still vivid, and every bit of happy time cannot be forgotten.

In elementary school, the happiest memories are:

In the third and fourth grades, the class teacher, Ms. Jiang Weiyan, always patiently teaches every new thing; The third-grade teacher also guided us through games, which made me start to like it. There are also friends who play and frolic with me after class, so that I am intoxicated with joyful laughter every day, although everyone is now divided into classes, but these happy memories will always be kept in my heart.

Time flies, time flies, in the blink of an eye, everyone has been promoted to the fifth grade, the pressure of schoolwork has gradually increased, and I have been promoted to the senior year, I am not in the same class as my old friends, but I have also made many new friends. The new teacher has a different approach to class, but it is also lively and interesting, sometimes the teacher will talk to us about the interesting things of her previous school days, and after class, I will occasionally find old friends to catch up, sometimes write an exchange diary, or can maintain the old friendship. But the fun stories of the fifth and sixth grades are not comparable.

Less in the third and fourth grades!

In the second semester of the fifth grade, one day the teacher announced an important good news to us, and everyone heard and felt the joy of the teacher, it turned out that the teacher was pregnant! Since that day, I often talk to the teacher about her child and the future of the child, the teacher's due date is in the summer vacation, after a few months, the date of the monthly exam is approaching, the whole class is under the pressure of the monthly exam, after a few weeks of hard work, the monthly exam is finally over, the summer vacation is getting closer and closer to us, the teacher's belly is getting bigger and bigger, even play a few weeks, summer vacation! After the summer vacation, we in the fifth grade became the big brothers and sisters in the sixth grade, the teacher baby was also born, and the teacher also invited the whole class to eat the full moon cake when the full moon was full, and showed us the baby's **, which looked very cute, and this incident was also included in the memoirs of the national elementary school in my heart, becoming the most special memory.

Sixth-grade anecdotes are going to blow up my memoirs! Especially when I went to Bilu with everyone, although I knew that I didn't spend much time in Beifeng Elementary School, I was a little sentimental, but I still had a lot of fun in those three days. During the day, I walked with my friends, chatted and walked, and enjoyed the scenery along the way, especially the scenery of Cingjing Farm and Sun Moon Lake is really beautiful and there is nothing to say, and at night I play pillow battles, eat instant noodles, and play cards with good Maji, which is really happy!

Now that I think back on these past events and calculate myself, I only have a few months left to say goodbye to my alma mater, and I just hope that the past will not matter.

Third and fourth grades.

Friends in the fifth and sixth grades can be friends forever; 3rd and 4th grade and.

The fond memories of the fifth and sixth grades can also remain in my heart forever.

Fragment: When I think about the past, I can't help but cry.

At the pace of time, I followed it closely, but I couldn't catch up with it. In a flash, I grew from an ignorant toddler to a sensible teenager. In the past five years, everything has changed, but one thing has not changed - Class 7, we will never forget the Class 7 that nurtured us.

I, thinking, how many eyes can I see in class 7 in my life? Thinking about it, but not remembering the little thing that was done wrong.

In the first grade, it is very strange for an ignorant child to enter the classroom and look at everything around him.

With five years, the teacher nourished us with blood, sweat and milk. From horizontal and vertical skimming, to addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, from the constellations in the sky to the underwater world, the teacher conveys faith and strength with smile and care. The teacher is a diligent gardener, an obscure spring silkworm, a hero behind a hero, and a giant at the feet of a giant!

The impression left by the teacher is both gentle and majestic, humble and noble, ordinary and great. The teacher taught us with enthusiasm that we knew how to be simple, natural, full and noble. The scum ruler can't forget the roots, the mighty rivers can't forget the source, how can we forget the teacher who gets along with us day and night?

Time flies, and the years are merciless.

I have lived in Class 7 for five years, finished writing blank sheets of paper, completed a book of practice questions, studied hard, and worked hard. But we don't feel tired and bitter, and we have no complaints or regrets. We have learned that "the plan of a year lies in the spring, and the plan of a lifetime lies in the morning".

With a vigorous spring, there will be a lush summer, a fruitful autumn, and a snowy winter. We have to stretch day by day and grow day by day. We deeply understand that the future is bright, and the road is long.

We no longer sigh, we no longer hesitate. We will hold our heads high, hold our chests high, go to the wind and waves, fight the rapids, fight the wind and snow, climb the mountains, and even if we fall, we will get up and continue walking.

It's March, and it's spring, let's seize the time, study hard, and don't let go of a little bit of learning. Class 7, with us, there will be a dragon that takes off! At the ends of the earth, we have erected our monuments.

With us, there is a take-off China!

Unforgettable memories.

I miss those innocent times.

** Memories of the Interior.

Beautiful memories.

Good memories.

Memories of shoes.

Lost memories.

Remembering primary school life.

Memories of me and in vain.

Memories of bad books.

Goodbye, dear alma mater.

Time is like an arrow, and time is like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, the six years of primary school study life are coming to an end. We are about to leave our alma mater, where we have lived for six years.

At the moment of leaving our alma mater, we were particularly excited, and everyone's hearts were full of nostalgia. The alma mater is so familiar and kind.

Can't forget, dear teacher; I can't forget your earnest teachings; I can't forget your kind gaze; I can't forget ......From boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions, how much heart and sweat you have worked for us. You are a diligent gardener, you are an unknown spring silkworm, you are a hero behind a hero, you are a giant at the feet of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great.

You have taught us with enthusiasm that we understand simplicity, naturalness, fulfillment, and nobility. Towering trees can't forget their roots, mighty rivers can't forget their sources, how can we forget our teachers?

I can't forget, dear classmates! I can't forget the time we spent together, and I can't forget the deep friendship we formed. In the past six years, we have worked hard in the ocean of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus, and spent this wonderful time together.

It's been six years, and I'm about to separate in the blink of an eye, how can I be calm in my heart?

Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother who feeds us with sweet milk and makes us thrive. Here, we have received a strict education, and here, we have developed a good academic style of hard work, unity and fraternity, civilization and discipline.

We have gained the elixir of knowledge, the power of wisdom, and the ...... of being a human being in your warm embrace

Students, at this moment, your eyes are blazing and your thoughts are full of thoughts. Although our graduating class is about to leave our alma mater, we will never forget you, my dear alma mater, and never forget you, my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day I ...... with you

The memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and my gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let me thank the teachers again for their hard work! Goodbye, teacher who nurtured us! Goodbye, the alma mater that nurtured us!

May the future of my alma mater be even better.

Three-dimensional youth--reminiscing about the study and life of primary school.