Chinese Homework Thinking about leaving my alma mater, I can t help but want to say write a sentenc

Time has passed gently, and I am about to say goodbye to my alma mater, the teachers and classmates in the school.

I have lived in this school for 6 years, and when I first met my teachers and classmates, I was still an ignorant child, but with the guidance of my teachers and the help and encouragement of my classmates, I gradually grew up and became a girl who did not flinch when encountering difficulties and could face them.

I would like to thank the teachers at my alma mater for opening the door of wisdom for me and allowing me to swim in the world of knowledge. I would also like to thank my classmates who have helped me and encouraged me, who have made me develop a good habit of not backing down in the face of difficulties, and have also pulled me out of the disappointment after failure again and again, and regained my confidence.

When I was about to leave my alma mater, I couldn't help but sigh at the time, how I thought of the flow of time to pull back my time! An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time. I hope that my classmates and teachers will cherish their time so that you can live a glorious and powerful life!

Thinking about leaving my alma mater, I can't help but want to say ......

Walking in the familiar campus in the past, a strong reluctance can not help but surge from the heart, the memory of the child who does not understand AOE is about to leave his alma mater in a blink of an eye, thank my alma mater for educating me, thank my alma mater for allowing me to continue to grow, continue to be sensible...

I will miss your alma mater. Something like that.

Thank you, classmates who accompany me like brothers, and thank you, teachers who nourish me like rain and dew; Thank you for warming my alma mater like home.

Pander to!! Meat hemp !!

It wasn't until I graduated that I didn't go to school, it was the school that did, and to this day, I can finally lift my pants and leave.

Thanks to my alma mater for imprisoning and oppressing me for so many years, thanks to my teachers for enslaving and fooling me for so many years, and thanks to my classmates for accompanying me through these difficult years, I want to say loudly--- let all the days pass!

It's good to write about your true feelings, you can write about your nostalgia for your alma mater, and the bits and pieces of your alma mater.

Examples: 1. Alma mater, you are like a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain. Under your protection, the smiles on the faces of the students are as bright as flowers.

Through the lush foliage, one afternoon can be faintly seen. The classmates who are playing and playing, the so-and-so who slept last night on the desk, the teacher who is drinking tea and taking notes on the podium, and the rays of sunshine that shine through the cracks in the leaves.

2. I finally have to say goodbye, six years have brought me too much. It made me change from a little girl who hugged her mother and cried and refused to leave, to a good girl who knew how to be measured and polite. At the time of parting, a thousand words rushed to my heart, but I didn't know how to express them.

Saying thank you to the teachers for their care and the care of the students, in fact, in the end, I am still thanking my alma mater - without my alma mater, I bring it to my beloved teachers and dear classmates.

Beautiful campus, although I am about to leave you, I always remember you. You are like my mother for 6 years. Beautiful campus, I love you!

Today I am proud of my alma mater, and tomorrow my alma mater will be proud of me.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

We used to draw a teacher's head as a pig's head

We used to make faces at the headmaster behind his back

Once upon a time, we were waiting for graduation when we were in a sea of books, and now, how much we want to stay in this classroom a little longer, how much we want to be called into the office by the teacher and give him a hard time.

How we want to stand on the playground and listen to the headmaster's nagging again

Once, we thought we hated school

Now, I realized that love is stronger.

Once, we thought we were adults

Now, it's only dawning that we're far from growing up

Reluctant. Nabs.

Reluctant. Those corners where laughter used to take place.

Reluctant. The past that once was.

I can't bear those words.

Today I am proud of my alma mater, and tomorrow my alma mater will be proud of me!

Time flies, and before we know it, we have been living in the school for almost two years. In the past two years, I have developed a deep affection for the school. I have been really happy in the past two years of school life.

There are tree-lined campuses; There are wide and flat playgrounds; There are lively and cheerful classmates; There are knowledgeable teachers ......In class, the teacher carefully imparted knowledge to us. An ordinary blackboard, if someone has poured their life's work into it, will become a beacon to illuminate our future life; An ordinary piece of chalk, if someone is infused with love in the whole heart, will become a magic wand to guide us on the journey of destiny. During the recess, the students got along harmoniously, talking and laughing.

We all had happy smiles on our faces. Everyone is proud to live in this school. Now, the school is about to celebrate its xx anniversary, and I am honored to be able to experience this special day first-hand, and I firmly believe that the middle school I love will shine even brighter in the next decade.

Alma mater, you are like a cradle, we have lived in your arms for six years, in these six years, we have gained knowledge, friendship, and those beloved teachers, we have laughed, struggled, frolic, these will become our best memories, goodbye alma mater, I will always love you.

1. All are relieved--- if they are lost--- Chunhui inch grass ---return to the heart like an arrow).

The sorrow is gone, the sorrow comes from it, and the tears flow.

It's hard to give up.

Graduation is coming, and looking back on these days is like coffee, like spirits, like sweet juices. There was some nervousness in the calm of the past, and my mother was more nagging than before, always muttering: "Suffer a little now, and suffer less in the future."

The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad. "There is a road in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea." Stacks of review materials, exam questions, and papers on the desk.

Pushed out my little cloth dog, big bear dog, this is nothing, occasionally heard the neighbor's "happy hundred", itching to stop and listen, then my father was like discovering a new world, holding a sign, rushed to me, put the sign in front of me so that I could see it clearly. The sign had a hand on it that could move, a date on the dial, a small grid for two weeks, and Dad hung it in the most visible place in my house. Alas, I really admired my father, and in this "painful time", he could still come up with such a trick.

But it also made me more aware of the passage of time.

When we arrived at school, we gave our whole hearts to the teacher, and we didn't relax for a minute, not a second. After class, most of them are on the table for a little rest, often the journey to the Peach Blossom Land in this section has not ended, and the theory of gravity has begun, and one will begin to enter the bloody battlefield of wind and smoke, this will still be medicine**, and then enter the labyrinth of geometry, we will fly and fly with the teacher's thoughts, one will be here, one will be there. It's almost time to get out of school, and the teachers' words have become soft and gentle:

Don't write too late at night, pay attention to your body. "Tears always roll in my eyes after listening to it.

At home, my mother didn't know when she became a gourmet, and she carried this book of "Nutrition" and that book of "Health Theory" all day long. At night, I don't sleep, and they don't feel tired and accompany their daughter, until I sleep, my parents are willing to sleep.

I'm about to graduate, and I'm finally realizing that these days are like coffee, which is bitter but still mellowLike spirits, it inspires people to forge ahead;Like a sweet juice, evocative;Like strange beans, it has all five flavors. These days are the condensation of family affection, the embodiment of true feelings, and the unusual days that inspire people to make progress.

In the past days, I have remembered your brilliance with my hands, your appearance with my eyes, your voice with my ears, your taste with my lips, your temperature with **, and everything about you with my heart. You are all the memories of my alma mater, teachers, classmates, friends, and the flowers and trees on campus, all of which will add a little nostalgia for the past and bring nourishment to the seemingly boring books.

And today, in the face of life, I have both ardent expectations and helplessness;In the face of the small test, seriousness, hard work, hard work, and persistence seem to be our only way out. In that case, why not let us plunge into the ocean of knowledge and let it expand our horizons, purify our hearts, and sublimate our souls in this pure land!

Let's use the old saying that in this day when we are about to leave our alma mater, we will "study hard and make progress every day"!