Thank you alma mater

The years are like the flow of a small river, flowing with laughter. Yesterday, we are still here to learn to be a person, to increase knowledge, exercise, and to play and laugh here; tomorrow, we will embark on another road and bid farewell to our alma mater.

My alma mater gave me a lot: the teacher's love, the classmate's feelings.

The teacher hangs on the desk every night to correct the homework for us and prepare for tomorrow's class. There is always a glass of water on your desk. The water is very flat and quiet. Just like us, you won't be biased towards someone, and you won't let the water overflow or shake. Sometimes you will blow the heat to the water and give us unlimited warmth. When the cup broke and the water flowed out, you were both sad and happy. Sadly, we left you. We are happy that we have grown up and become very sensible and sensible. Tomorrow, we are leaving the warm cup...

Although the students were somewhat contradictory, they turned into water in the past few days and turned into fog. The water is gone, the fog is scattered, and the contradictions are gone. When there is noisy in the classroom, there is always a big and big "quiet" on the blackboard; when it is quiet, the birds outside the window will scream, and the sound of the tree "shasha" will swirl in the ear, and it will not leave for a long time. Tomorrow, we will be separated. But in a big map, there is a small and very small territory of my own. I can hardly see you. It is hard to see me, but my heart is connected. Three years later, we changed the position again, and I was still there. After three years, I changed again and climbed...

My alma mater gave me knowledge and friendship and taught me a lot, but we have to leave your warm arms and find the place that belongs to you... Thank you, alma mater!

Sixth grade: Na Ai