Good memories

The day before yesterday, the teacher wrote to us a class 1 class called "Thinking" poem. When the teacher read this poem, my tears have been turning around in my eyes.

Yes! Seriously think about it, the days of staying with teachers and classmates are really not much. I really like to love the classmates and teachers in our class. I think that there will be more than one year to separate, and there are countless reluctances in my heart.

Perhaps this is not the first student of Wu Jifei's teacher. Perhaps this is not the last student of Wu Jifei. Perhaps this is not the most naughty and cutest group of children brought by Wu Jifei. No matter what, I ask the teacher to remember the warm home of the 08 class 1 class! !

Also ask the teacher to remember that most of the 08 class 1 classes are brought up by you, they love you forever! !

Class 08 Class 1 This warm little nest is always there. It is a candle that will never burn forever. It is a sun with always a bright light! !

Fifth grade: Bingning