Time flies, five years have passed in a blink of an eye. Yesterday, I was just a freshman. Today, I have to say this sentence with tears in my eyes: "Goodbye, alma mater!" " "Alma Mater, you made me change from an ignorant urchin into a young pioneer with ideals and ambitions, and you led me into the boundless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher, and you made me make so many intimate partners. During my five-year primary school career, I learned a lot from my first teacher and got a lot of happiness from my friends. Alma mater, you taught me to love my motherland, be diligent and honest. Thought of here, my heart a little more fear, a little more attachment. I am so scared that I can't play and laugh with my classmates in your arms. I'm afraid that the teacher's inculcation can't supplement my mind. I'm afraid of ... my alma mater. I really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again. Alma mater, how many memories I left in your arms. I remember the sound of our reading, the teacher standing in front of the blackboard on the podium and writing carefully, I remember playing on the playground with my friends, I remember ... dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big and your playground is not wide, although your equipment is not advanced. However, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you have taught us a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. It is how many pillars of the country you have cultivated and how many useful talents you have created. You have done meritorious service! Dear alma mater, I want to say goodbye to you. Can I look forward to your future? Ten years later, I went back to my mother. The classroom is spacious and bright, with advanced and high-grade equipment, and the campus is full of green. How wonderful it is! Dear mom, I wish you all the best. May you be full of peaches and plums. I wish you become a famous Sanjin school. Oh, no, you have to go out of Shanxi and go to China! Goodbye, my dear alma mater! I cried when I was about to leave my alma mater ... when I was about to leave my alma mater. Everything in my alma mater is so clear and dazzling. In the golden sunshine, it looks dazzling. Looking at everything in my alma mater, I was lost in thought: my alma mater made me realize the value of friendship. I remember once, when I was in physical education class, I accidentally fell down while running, and blood poured out. When my classmates saw me, they came to help me, asked me if it hurt, helped me to the infirmary, and asked the school doctor to disinfect and rub my medicine for me. A few days later, I went back to class. When my classmates saw me, they were all caring, which deeply moved me. Friendship has added gorgeous colors to my life. When I am upset, my classmates come to comfort me. When I was unhappy, my classmates came to make me happy again. When I was in trouble, my classmates extended this pair of friendship hands again ... Yes! It has been six years, and friendship has made me feel neither lonely nor sad. As the saying goes, books are the source of life. The alma mater is the cradle of growth, and the teacher is the guide of enlightenment. I was lost in thought again: ah! I remember my poor academic performance when I was a child. The teacher worked hard for this. I remember once, my multiplication formula must not be memorized. After school, the teacher took me to his house, asked me to read the multiplication formula and then recited it to him. I really don't even care about eating. At my alma mater, I changed from an ignorant child to a sensible and civilized sixth-grade student. This is all due to my alma mater, my beloved teacher. Another time, I couldn't do an application problem, and the teacher racked his brains to teach me, but I just couldn't learn it. The teacher was very angry until he taught me. Alma mater! It is you who gather the teachers in the abyss of knowledge together, let them educate us attentively, make us the pillars of tomorrow, and make the motherland's tomorrow more prosperous. Alma mater, you are the home of thousands of primary school students in Qian Qian. You are like an ocean of knowledge, and I am one of the small waves; You are like a lush tree, and I am a small leaf among them; You are like a mysterious universe, and I am a small planet. Alma mater, alma mater, you will be a happy memory of my life.
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Five years of primary school life will pass by me in a hurry ... After passing the graduation exam, I will really become a junior high school student in September. In five years, ups and downs, get along day and night; Flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls. Every laugh, every tear, every story, every experience, every touch, I will never forget. Now, we are about to bid farewell to our alma mater, and a feeling of attachment arises spontaneously. Walking into the school gate, I saw dozens of glittering Chinese characters on the front wall. This is our school motto. Turn right, and on the left is our plastic playground. It is so red, so dazzling. There, record our joys and sorrows. Look, there is a new building. Our Class Five (1) is on the second floor. Step by step, slowly set foot on the stairs, and in a blink of an eye, you have come to our classroom. Listening to the laughter, looking at the smile, I inadvertently picked the brightest star in the memory galaxy and appreciated it carefully. April 25th, the first semester of Grade Five, may be a lingering moment for the whole class, because it was Gu Jiawei's birthday. At noon, his father brought a big box of cakes. Looking at it, we are drooling thousands of feet away. Everyone is immersed in a happy atmosphere. Start giving gifts! Each of us took out a present. Wu Haorui gave him a brand-new schoolbag. At the moment of delivery, I don't know who pressed the shutter, and with a click, the camera fixed this moment as eternity. The boys also gave him birthday gifts in succession, and sincerely offered a sentence: "Happy birthday to you!" " "We girls are the most representative. We pooled our money to buy a notebook with a lock, hoping that he would open his heart and write his thoughts on it. Cut the cake! Let's put some cream on the birthday boy's forehead first, give him the biggest piece of cake, and give the rest to the whole class and other teachers. We "naughty" eat cakes and have a cream fight with boys. You put cream on my face, but instead of rubbing it, I started to resist and attack strongly. After eating the cake, it's the class's turn to write greetings. Look: "Look out! You are too fat! In a hurry to' brake'! " ; " You are chubby, just like a pig. So, happy birthday to you! " ; " Don't worry, I have thought of your next birthday present, that is hula hoop, sports! "... every word, every sentence, between the lines, are humorous statements, but in the banter, there is our sincere friendship everywhere! Thought of here, I can't help laughing, laughing so sweetly. Happy and sad, I walked out of the school gate gently. In the sunset, I look back at the campus; In the sunset, I look back at the school motto; At sunset, I look back at the five-star red flag! All the nostalgia is at this moment! Childhood footprints, left on the road on campus, laughing and singing in the fragrance of flower beds ... I stepped out of the school gate with one foot excited, but the other foot refused to come out in my childhood dream. Farewell, my alma mater!