Unforgettable Golden Years Essay 600 words

The teacher's grace is unforgettable.

Flowers are grateful for the rain and dew, because the rain and dew nourish its growth; The goshawk is grateful for the blue sky, because the blue sky allows it to spread its wings and fly; The mountains are grateful to the earth, because the earth makes it towering; And I am grateful to my teachers because they let me swim in the ocean of knowledge; Because they made me see right and wrong, good and evil; Because they gave me the courage to move forward in the face of difficulties......

Students, have you ever thought that because of teachers, our world has become so beautiful, and in the chaos, there is a guiding light? The confused night sky has the eternal Beidou. Teachers shoulder the sacred mission, teachers shoulder the future of the motherland, and teachers also shoulder the heavy responsibility of national prosperity and history. In this way, generation after generation of teenagers have grown up healthily under the care of teachers, and in the gaze of teachers, they are running towards a better future.

Students, shouldn't we be grateful to the teachers who have worked hard for us?

Without sunlight, there would be no growth of all things; Without rain and dew, there will be no fragrance of flowers; Without parents, there would be no life; But without the teachings of our teachers, we would not be able to move forward and grow. Therefore, we should face the teacher with gratitude. "Come with a heart, not half a grass.

This is the embodiment of the spirit of tireless teaching and selfless dedication of the teachers. This selflessness, great love gives us warmth and strength, prompting every student to realize their dreams and reach the other side of victory.

The silkworms of the spring are constantly spinning silk, making candles to illuminate the road. "For thousands of years, how many people have compared teachers to spring silkworms and candles. They have worked hard and selflessly to make many flowers of the motherland become the pillars of China!

Who knows how much sweat and hard work is involved, perhaps the teachers' gray hair and wrinkles are the best witness.

However, even if the teacher is compared to a green leaf and a red candle, it can't praise their dedication and achievements! The teacher is not a green leaf, but he is nourishing the green leaf; It is not a red candle, but it can illuminate the heart, because it is always their figure that is reflected in our eyes. It is the teacher who composes every note in our lives into the most beautiful melody in the world.

I really want to take out a string of firecrackers, set off a blessing, and sing the most beautiful song in the world for the teacher with gorgeous fireworks.

Students, please remember that this is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea, let the grateful heart swell silently in our hearts until ...... forever

Golden years. Ten.

At the age of six or seven, we are only more mature than children and more naïve than mature adults, but we have extraordinary dreams, that mind that no one can know.

I have been walking hard, and when I suddenly look back, I realize that I have walked such a long way, and time has passed so quickly. Now I am a junior high school student, facing the high school entrance examination, I have to work hard, but sometimes I really want to sleep "full"!

The sky is gray, the villages, flowers, grass, and trees are all intoxicated with the tranquility of the night, the hazy fog shrouds the Yizi Mausoleum, the tender green grass on the land, under the cover of the fog, looms, and the green leaves flow with crystal clear dewdrops, everything looks so quiet and harmonious.

Suddenly, a noise broke the silence, and the ancients said: "The light rain in the heavenly street is moist and there is no crisp, and the grass is far away but there is nothing." It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

But at this time, I want to say: "The best time to sleep is the best time, but the abominable alarm clock disturbs the dream!" "I subconsciously picked up the noisy alarm clock and opened my closed eyes as hard as I could, looking through the gap between my eyelids at the intertwined hour and minute hands on the clock.

Yes! It's 6:30. I couldn't help but jump out of the bed that had warmed me all night.

The cold wind blew in my face, and I shivered so cold that even my cold hair stood up, but I couldn't care about it so much, and I would be late if I didn't hurry up. The water was so cold, and my hands were so stiff that I couldn't even use a toothbrush. I now understand what it means to be "a ruler of ice and hunger, not a day's cold!"

After brushing his teeth, he immediately ran into the bed, "It's so warm!" I'd love to take you to class. I thought to myself.

Pick up the alarm clock and look at the time, "It's only 5:45!" "It's laughable.

The wind blew away the dandelions and flew into the blue sky. The flowers bloom like a dream, and the wind passes like a trace.

Three years have passed like wind, snow, sorrow, as if our memories have not yet lingered.

I remember a friend wrote in my classmates; Although we only smile at each other every time we meet, I like your smile very much, the corners of your mouth are slightly upturned, as if you are an angel, pure; At the same time, you will also be crazy and sweaty, as long as you are happy, you will not miss it, no matter what others say Three years of classmates, about to separate, although there is reluctance, but also reluctant to stumble on your dream of flying I hope you don't forget me, a junior high school classmate in the same class as you, don't forget the time when we used to like the prince of tennis together, and don't forget that we used to laugh together and suffer together How could I forget? You helped me when I was going through difficulties, comforted me in tears, and you were happy when I was happy, I have to forget all these things, as if floating in front of my eyes, thank you so much, I now understand what true limb friendship is.

Looking at the blackboard in the classroom, "There are still days left before the high school entrance examination", I have a nervous feeling, why is time passing so quickly? It's as if I was still complaining yesterday that there are more than 1,000 days left, old man, why can't you go slower. Hey, it's all because I don't usually cherish my time, but now I suddenly remember that it's gone.

Through the hazy teary eyes, it seems that I can still hear the sound of reading aloud, the crisp laughter, and the scenes of the weird-looking super "rookie" and "pet operation".

Thank you to all my junior high school classmates, it is you who have brought me endless laughter and made my life not boring; Thanks to the hard-working teachers, it is your tireless enlightenment that has made me brilliant today. I think: teachers and students, can walk together, it is also fate, we are like seagulls and waves, acquaintance, closer, seagulls fly, waves are still rolling, although we will be separated, but I firmly believe that we will have a time to meet again.

I once remembered that a classmate wrote in the classmate directory: "The development of many things is destined to have an end, enjoy this beautiful process, and if necessary, we should learn to forget."

Savoring the residual fragrance, gently closing this classmate, we will be separated from each other, with full blessings, to start a new stage of life. Maybe a few years later, when I re-excavate the old things, the treasures in them may be yellowed and old, but in my mind, they will always be irreplaceable.

Collection of fantastic years.

Green gauze skirt, white feather fan, pearl curtain open moon full, long drive red fire like bead curtain. Youthful and youthful, like fog but not fog, like smoke but not smoke.

Past tense 6 1 Childlike.

Silent night poems, can't be dispersed, the sound of the wind is fine, the clouds are collapsing, and the shadows are chaotic; Innocence is priceless, a day of clear light, the shadow of the sun shines into the crystal chain!

Innocence, a very childish topic, but also a topic in this bright world, the past is in a hurry. Tong Zhi is like a kite left by the big boy next door, it carries too many dreams to set sail and witness the sky! Remembering innocence, remembering my lovely youth.

Present tense 6 1 rainy season.

Affection, lovesickness; Refers to the slender, and the end of the song is seen. The night sky has never been short, and I only hate the longevity of the green league. The blue line is long, and you can sit and watch the sky in the middle of the month.

Youth always belongs to the rainy season, this youthful season.

The wind blows directionlessly, and I don't know when youth will come. The rain poured tears down to the sea, and I don't know when my youth will leave.

The flute of youth plays the music of my life, and the story of youth tells all the memories!

Remember the rainy season and remember my youthful youth.

Future tense 6 1 sammoir.

I don't know who remembered a sad face in a certain year, a certain month, or a certain day. That's a face that commemorates youth, a face that dreams like!

Maybe after not smiling for a long time, my youth will slowly pass away. I know that I can't stop the pace of time rushing, and I can't stop the passing of youth!

Since I can't keep my youth, then I'll lock all the charm of the past into the turn of memory!

I will always collect my dreamy youth!

Postscript: Who is wrong with whom, who is forever, who is waiting for the wind to rise in the bloody time, who is commemorating the dreamy youth, commemorating whose boasting ......