Goodbye, alma mater!

Goodbye, alma mater!

I don’t know how many times I will go through my life. There are big and small, but I can make you unforgettable every time. I miss my thoughts and nostalgia in my heart! This year, I will also feel a painful parting!

I am going to take the middle school this year, leaving the school that has been growing up with me for six years, I am inevitably a bit sad! The last thing I want to leave is my teacher. They are watching me step by step and becoming mature! In the past six years, they have cared for me and they have been meticulous. In life, the teacher took care of me very well, and so did study. Listening to the lessons they are talking about is a pleasure! Humorous and funny language, relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, let you understand and understand the text and learn the knowledge while playing and laughing! When I think of parting, my heart hurts! Secondly, it is the students who share the joys and sorrows with me and spend the life of the small country together. We look at each other and grow up, watching each other change, getting along very well! We are of the same age, have a common language, no compartments, no shackles, chat, and open, no restrictions, no need to worry. What a wonderful six-year life together! When I think of parting, my heart is reluctant! There is also my beautiful campus and everything on campus. Every inch of land on the campus, every plant, every flower has left an impression that I can't erase in my mind! Everything here is hidden in the depths of my memory, vividly in sight! I breathe the fresh, fragrant air here, stepping on the hard land here... everything makes me own, everything makes me feel, how can I forget! For six years, my alma mater brought me endless knowledge, endless memories, and unlimited hope. Here are my unforgettable things, unforgettable people, unforgettable things, and also my experience of growing up, a beautiful childhood! I am going to leave, I still have a lot to say, there are still many things to complain about, but I don’t know how to express it. Only in the heart of silent blessings, silently praying: I hope the teacher is getting younger and younger, I hope the students are more and more mature, wish the school more and more beautiful, and gradually go to the world, to the future, become our pride, let more I am proud of it... Goodbye to the teacher, I will always remember you; goodbye to the classmates, I will miss you forever; goodbye dear alma mater, I will always be proud of you!

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