Thank you alma mater

~~~ Thank you, my beloved alma mater~~~

In the past six years, the teacher has been like a gardener, and has been pouring water on the flowers of our motherland. The teacher is like a red candle, burning himself, illuminating our future, in order to let us know more. Knowledge, they have given their youth. Under the nurturing of teachers, we have developed a comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, and body. Children who have never been sensible have become graduates of ideals, ethics, culture, and discipline. Progress has emboldened the efforts of teachers, and our growth has proved the cultivation of our teachers. Now, we have to leave the teacher and leave our alma mater. How can we not feel tired of us and feel reluctant?

I feel that my campus and my campus are just as warm and intimate as my favorite home. The two tall sycamores next to the school's rostrum are so strong, so selfless, rooted here all the year round, staying on our campus day and night. The five-star red flag fluttering on the flag-raising platform is so sacred, so proud, high hanging over the school. It is always located in the two teaching buildings of the school, and has sent away a batch of talents who have studied and studied here. The most selfless is our teacher. They use her hard hands to write on the blackboard during the day, and give us a dedicated lecture. At night, I am at the desk to correct the homework for us. The teacher does one for us. The drops are always in our hearts. They have done so much for us, so that we can make us step by step, step by step, bravely climb to the top, and pick up our own little red flag. If we don’t study well. How can we repay the teacher's grace for our cultivation? Everything is worthy of my memory. How worthy of me to remember the spirit of unity and unyielding. I have a wish, that is, if all the students in our class six or six are not separated for a lifetime, how wonderful it will be. The students are happy to study together, chase and fight together, study examples together, and discuss social hotspots together. The scene of the past has come to my mind, and I feel really reluctant. But fate is destined to be separated. Who can do anything? However, I firmly believe that there is no banquet in the world. In the future, the students will meet again. I will definitely come back to visit my alma mater.

Six years, 2,200 days and nights, the school looked at us more and more sensible, we looked at the school more and more beautiful, the teacher remembered our growth every step, we remember the beautiful smile of each teacher, all this Both will be the most beautiful memories in our lives, and the knowledge and skills that our alma mater will give us will be a powerful fulcrum for us to move forward.