Thanksgiving alma mater

"Grateful heart, thank you with you, with me forever, let me have the courage to be myself! Grateful heart, thank you for your destiny, flowers bloom, I still, will cherish..." "Grateful Heart", this is our school The songs that graduates sing all the way. To be honest, I usually sing, it seems like playing, when I really want to graduate, I sing it, I really can’t say that there is no feeling. The teacher told us to laugh, but everyone seemed to laugh. After all, after graduation, I have to leave my alma mater. Who can laugh?

Under the big banyan tree, there are students playing and playing; on the playground, there is still a school team working hard for the school; in the classroom, the books are screaming, everyone is trying to learn knowledge. But what about our graduates? After the test, what should we do? Going to the middle of the country, the friendship of the alma mater has been planted in my heart, quietly blooming. Why have we not let it go? We are growing here, making progress here, and every corner of the campus has our traces. In the sunny classroom, how many texts, formulas, and words have we learned there? How many times of homework and notices were written on the silent blackboard? How many events and ceremonies are there in the wide and flat playground? How many words can sum up our love for our alma mater?

Laughter, tears, and every fight are now so cherished. Every study is worth remembering. How many people want to contribute to their alma mater before graduation? Write an excellent composition? Take part in a performance, or clean up the alma mater, let us do something for our alma mater before we leave, and let us go to school with regret.

When you have it, you don't know how to cherish it. Only when you lose it, you know how to remember. When I was at school, I was very happy. Almost every day, day after day, the friendship between my classmates was not cherished. The teacher’s concern was a whisper, and my homework was handled with great care. After graduating, I realized that my alma mater’s friendship was so deep! I began to miss the teacher's teachings, and I began to hope that the classmates would make troubles and began to hope that the teacher would arrange the homework again. Everything about the alma mater hopes to happen again, so that it can be pinned and missed.

I have also remembered that I didn’t understand things. I once thought that homework can be done without writing. Anyway, there are always people who are worse than me. I don’t remember the middle of it. Anyway, I have no such idea. The idea of ​​being ignorant has been forgotten. I have learned countless things, but none of them have studied at the alma mater.

The flowers are in full bloom, the banyan trees are shady, and in the sixth grade, I have to leave my alma mater in a blink of an eye. I don't know when I was in the first grade, how many sixth graders are also troubled? I still remember how excited I was when I first arrived at my alma mater! How beautiful my school is! Kindly teachers teach us; good facilities fund us. Can we not be proud of this Jimei II? Even if there are some ones, it is always our alma mater, teaching our alma mater, isn't it?

We studied a pinyin alphabet at our alma mater, learned an old poem, learned one letter, one word, and we grew up step by step at our alma mater. The big banyan tree is a witness. We are here to thrive. In the twinkling of an eye, we must leave this place, leave the alma mater who witnessed my six years, leave my partner, leave the beloved teacher, leave this pure country hour, leave Another home of my hour light!

My alma mater, I hope that you will be full of flowers and roots. The home of the sixth year of the country is not over. The alma mater is deep and unforgettable. No, my alma mater!

First day: Panda playing soy sauce