Graduation season - an unforgettable stage

From the time of enrollment to the present, the stage of the playground has experienced six years of rain, six years of sun shining, six years of wind and rain. These six years of experience, such as a notebook, record the colorful campus life of the students, documenting the overwhelming changes in the campus over the past few decades. At this moment, my mind seems to have seen a colorful classroom, the hot work, the chase that you chase after me; my ears echoed the sound of reading, the sweet voice, the laughter of haha, the endless The voice of the heart.

I remember that one morning six years ago, I made an oath that made me unforgettable. That morning, the sun was shining, as if it was specially arranged by God. For the first time, I put on a red scarf that seemed to be red with blood. I gloriously stepped onto the stage, clenched my fist, and swore with the teacher's rhythm: "I swear, I voluntarily join the Chinese Young Pioneer." Since then, I There is another glorious name: the young pioneer, this name, let me lead by example; this name, let me always demand myself; this name, let me always be ready, ready.

I still remember that on the day four years ago, I was on the stage for the first time to receive the award. On that day, the phoenix blew slightly, as if to want to witness my glorious moment. Teacher Huang of the Brigade Department stunned my name on the stage. At that moment, I was shocked! Because, before that, I have never been on the stage to receive the award. How much I long for this, how envious! Today, it is finally my turn. I was immersed in excitement and forgot to come to the stage to receive the award and stand in the team. Suddenly, Teacher Zhu pushed me behind and said to me, "Go! Call you!" Then she smiled at me. I was excited to "run" on the stage in three steps and two steps. I passed the certificate that was heavier than gold and held it tightly.

I remember more, a school awards ceremony a year ago. That day was the unforgettable day of our five classes, and that day was our five days of excitement. On that day, we ushered in the first prize of the first school sports group. After the arrogance of the summary, we waited for the most exciting moment - awards. First of all, the headmaster read from the third place, the third place did not have the name of our class, the students were relieved, and fortunately did not take the third place. The second place did not have the name of our class. The big guy was involuntarily nervous and afraid that we didn't even get the top three. As the principal said: "The first place was the five squadrons!" Suddenly, bursts of cheers broke out in the crowd. The classmates were all happy, some of them jumped up happily, some excitedly hugged together, and some cheered loudly. In this way, everyone spent the day in joy.

The past is endless and vivid, because it marks the growth of our primary school career, it is our invisible baby!

Classmates, teachers, time flies, the sun and the moon, in a blink of an eye, we have to end six years of elementary school career, with a new face, to meet the new campus, new faces, new things. In my heart, the stage on campus is always beautiful. It has witnessed our six years of honor, no, not just honors. It has also witnessed our six years of growth!

Goodbye, dear alma mater! Thank you for nurturing me from a childish child into the "flower" of the future of the motherland. Today we are proud of you, tomorrow, you must be proud of us!

Goodbye, dear teacher! Thank you for teaching us how to be a person. Thank you for passing on your wealth, knowledge, and bit by bit, thank you for working for us and for us. It is you, let us grow up happily; it is you, comfort us when we are sad; it is you, giving us selfless care. Teacher, you are like a gardener, cultivating the "flowers" of the motherland; teacher, you are like a candle, selflessly dedicating your youth, life; teacher, you, like the soil, have cultivated many ignorant lives. The teacher’s love for us is something we can’t finish, and we can’t say it!

Goodbye, dear classmate! We have never met each other until we met each other and experienced many setbacks, sorrows, and difficulties, but we all survived one by one. Our friendship cannot be expressed in a thousand words; it is cut with thousands of knives; it can't be buried with thousands of tons of soil. Just because we have deeply planted our friendship in each other's hearts, let us live forever!

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