Memories

Now I am a middle school student. Whenever I walked in the new school and saw the grass on the ground, I remembered my alma mater!

Standing under the big tree, my thoughts drifted away. Gone back to the alma mater, full of friendship, full of happiness, full of Lang Lang's book. I used to study in the classroom. I used to squat in the hallway. I used to read under the big tree. I used to train under the scorching sun... All these memories of my alma mater are endless.

When I was young, the small country was a beautiful one;

I am a national hour, the national small is a difficult process;

When I was in the middle of the country, the small country was a warm memory.

In the corridor, I had a sincere discussion with my classmates; in the classroom, I worked with the teacher; in the office, I had a deep exchange with the teacher...

Standing under the five-star red, my thoughts drifted away. The red red flag reminds me of the hot sun, we are standing under the five-star red, and since then, I am a true young pioneer. Every time I raise the flag, I feel extraordinarily spirited. The motherland looks at me and my alma mater looks at me.

All this is like a dream. It is a dream, a dream brought me back to that beautiful memory. I love my classmates, love my teacher, and love my alma mater.

In the mammoth, the ringing of the class pulled me back. I am still remembered in my mother’s school, which is like a dream.

It is like a faint fragrance in the air!

First day: Li Ruoqi