Farewell to primary school composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Way. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are the essays I collected for everyone to say goodbye to elementary school for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. Farewell to Elementary School Composition 1

Speaking of elementary school, I really miss going to elementary school, how relaxed and happy it was.

I remember when I was in the third grade, I went to a very small school where I couldn’t live on campus or eat at school. I had no one at home and my parents were both working. I took a pack of square noodles and saw that everyone else had gone home. I was the only one sitting in the classroom, eating square noodles, very quiet.

At this time the teacher came and saw me in the classroom and asked me why I didn’t go home. I said teacher, my parents have gone to work and I was the only one at home. I danced very fast. I was afraid that the teacher would criticize me. Then, the teacher did not criticize me and said, "Don't eat this food. It's not good to eat too much. Let's go to my house for dinner." I shook my head, "I won't go." I said, but the teacher insisted on letting me go. I had no choice but to sit in the teacher's car. The teacher took me to her house. He asked me to sit on the sofa and wait. I looked at the many certificates on the wall, which seemed to have been for many years. There were also some certificates of honor. Look. It looked old. I walked in and took a look. It turned out to be the teacher's old one. I saw so many things and I thought, teacher, you must have been very, very good when you were in school. At this time, I was eating, and the teacher put the rice in my hand. Go up and say, eat, it’s not very good, I said, good, not bad, the teacher said, look at me, it’s all the glory I had when I was in school, more or less, I said, wow, if only I could have this much. , the teacher said, as long as you study hard, you will definitely get so much. The teacher talked to me and ate. After a while, I finished eating. The teacher said there is more, eat more. I shook my head and said, I want to go back. It was school, and there was homework. When I left, because it was summer, the teacher gave me half a watermelon and said, "It's hot, let's walk." I nodded, and the teacher looked at me as I walked. When I turned the corner, the teacher said loudly , Slow down and be careful on the road. I called Teacher Cao back. I left. When I got to school, my classmates asked me where I was. I said, you had dinner at the teacher’s house. The classmates were shocked. You are too I'm awesome, I can go to the teacher's house for dinner. I asked my classmates. At this time, the teacher also arrived. The classmates gathered around the teacher and said, I will also go to Nie's house for dinner. I will go too. The teacher said okay, everyone can go. The students cheered.

The teacher said, let’s go play in the woods first. There were only ten people in our class at that time. We lined up in a line and followed the teacher. The teacher took us to play in the woods. We would also give suggestions. We went to school to play with some wild strawberries, and even dug up the yellow seedlings we had planted.

Let me think about it now. When I was a child, I was so good at school and was happy all day long. Now that I am in junior high school, it is time to study hard and not be as playful as in elementary school. Goodbye, Elementary school, farewell to elementary school. Farewell to Primary School Composition 2

The childish mind is white and flawless, looking forward to the photocopies of sunshine and wind and rain, looking forward to the beautiful colorful colors that will dye my childhood with a touch of splendor. And primary school life is that colorful flower full of friendship.

Goodbye, elementary school life. At the moment when we were about to leave, I couldn't help but feel an inseparable feeling in my heart.

At that time, I stepped into the school gate with a feeling of longing, looking at the spacious and bright classrooms, the bright and clean windows, and the textbooks exuding the fragrance of ink, which were still brand new before our eyes. Those things full of deep friendship are still vivid in my mind.

That year, the door to my first-year study career was already open, welcoming me. The moment I entered the classroom, I was curious about everything, but looking at those unfamiliar classmates, I felt nervous. Being not good at communicating with others, I could only watch others in silence as they played and spoke freely. But I secretly lowered my head and could only "enjoy" the pain of loneliness silently. Suddenly, the warmth of a hand pulled me back from the lonely world. Before I had time to look at her, she drew a smiling face on my hand. I immediately smiled and sent my first friend back. She told me stories in humorous language. At this time, I seemed to have integrated into the big group. Her hands had that nostalgic warmth, and my heart suddenly opened up as if it had been hit by something.

I left behind the loneliness that accompanied me and communicated with her with a smile. At that time, I learned her name, and I couldn't help but read the name that brought me warmth. From then on, we always held each other's arms on the way to school and home, playing our own games on the way. She also made me meet more friends very quickly, and I enjoyed the fun with my friends.

Time flies, and six years of primary school career is about to pass in the blink of an eye. During these six years, I have established a deep friendship with my teachers and classmates. How can I let go of all this? What my primary school career has given me Photocopied with joy. My little bud gradually thrives in the teacher's care and knowledge, and in the friendship between classmates. We are about to spread our wings as eagles and soar into the sky, and what will accompany us will be the love between teachers and students, the love between classmates, and those encouraging words... I will never let down those "nourishments" and will not let myself regret it. Let me write that parting letter and say goodbye to my alma mater, teachers, and friends! Farewell to Elementary School Composition 3

Alma mater, I spent five years of elementary school life in your arms. There were joys and sorrows, laughter and tears, but when I think back, I still feel very reluctant to part with you.

When you come to your alma mater, the first thing you see is the school’s conspicuous gate. Next to the guard hall are the ten conspicuous gilded characters of "Pudong New Area Second Central Primary School". When you enter the gate, you will see a row of three-meter-high shelves on the right hand side, covered with ivy. When spring comes, the small flowers on them will bloom. Although they do not have a strong floral fragrance like roses and roses, when you enter the school gate, Looking at the simple and elegant little flowers can also make people relax; on the left are several rare red maples. Every autumn season, their leaves begin to turn red and fall to the ground. Students like to pick up a few. Place the piece in a book or dictionary as a bookmark. Further ahead is a fountain pool, which sometimes spurts out water jets more than one meter high. To the north of the fountain pool is the gymnasium, which contains a lot of activity equipment and an indoor volleyball court. In the past five years, we have mostly taken physical education classes here, running, skipping rope, playing chess, and also played games. Every day after school, volleyball players come here to train. I remember shedding a lot of sweat here.

To the north of the gymnasium is the teaching building we are most familiar with. We have had classes and done homework in many classrooms here, leaving laughter and tears. We were very happy when we got a good score, but we also shed tears when we did not do well in homework, did not listen carefully in class and were called by the teacher and could not answer questions. Seeing this, the flowers deep in my memory are blooming one after another, and thousands of emotions come to my heart. The back of the teacher's hard work and the happy smiles of the students are all vivid and fresh in my memory.

Directly opposite the teaching building is the playground. Nature classes have conducted surveys here, art classes have sketched here, development classes have taken photos here, and sports meetings have been held here. What impressed me most was the scene at the sports meeting when we were sweating profusely on the playground and cheering in the stands. Especially the long rope competition in fourth grade is something I will never forget. On that day, the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, and the monitor were throwing ropes, and the rest of the students were cheering on. At the beginning, they were not jumping very fast, so we shouted "come on" at the top of our lungs. Later, they jumped faster and faster, and the "come on" sounds became faster and louder, "298, 299, 300, 301". Seeing that our class's results were far ahead, we became more and more successful. excited. "Breaking the school record!" Three minutes have passed. Our class has danced 324 times, breaking the school record. Looking at the golden "first place in grade" certificate, we all couldn't help but smile.

Ah, my alma mater, I spent five happy years here, and I will never forget your kindness in raising me. Farewell to Primary School Composition 4

A semester has passed in the blink of an eye, and with the ringing of the New Year's bell, we have entered 20xx. In the past year, I said goodbye to the elementary school where I lived for six years and my happy childhood. Yes, life is a constant farewell and a constant move towards a new starting point.

From the first day of middle school, it means that I have grown up and can no longer be as willful and ignorant as before. I want to learn more responsibility, understanding, and strength. The colorful junior high school life gradually allowed me to step out of the naivety of primary school and experience the intense and happy life of middle school.

The first ancient poetry recitation competition in junior high school really made me feel the joy of learning. At the same time, it also improves our appreciation of ancient poetry.

One day, the school organized an ancient poetry recitation competition for the first-grade students. The time was almost up and the host kept talking about the rules of the competition. Maybe because he was too nervous, he felt that time passed so fast. We had never organized such an activity in elementary school. We had to draw lots and have to go on stage in front of so many people. I was really scared.

The first part of the collective recitation seemed much more relaxed. I was also very satisfied with my performance. When it came to the second part of the individual competition, everyone was highly concentrated. It was our class's turn to draw lots, and the tense atmosphere once again Spreading, my heart was pounding. Although I was fully prepared and felt pretty good about myself, I was afraid that I would memorize it wrong because of my nervousness. The lottery was completed soon, and everyone was staring at the big screen. I was not among the three people. I was happy and disappointed. I was happy that I didn't get drawn, but I was disappointed that I had been preparing for several days and there should be no problem. What I lost was one time. Opportunity to exercise.

In the end, we won the second prize with excellent results. Looking at the smile that fills the corner of our mouth, let us have such a smile when we were in elementary school because of success.

Although we are not number one, we are not discouraged because this way we have a goal and a room for progress. It also made me feel the power of unity. Yes, life is like this. After bidding farewell to elementary school, we are ushering in a better and most dream-filled moment in life. Although there will be endless homework and endless books to read, sometimes it really makes us breathless. Come, but I seem to gradually like this kind of life. Farewell to Primary School Composition 5

When I was a child, the little me has slowly grown into a tall and graceful girl over time. Looking at myself in the mirror, I suddenly realized that time went so fast and it never stopped.

From the moment I stepped into the gate of primary school, everything was brand new; new school, new teachers, new classmates. I grew up there day by day. After six years, we actually had to say goodbye. Maybe we would see each other again in six, five, ten, or twenty years. Maybe we would never see the person opposite me again. Everything was so sad. .

I remember that when I was in primary school, I was not very good at math. I became confused when I saw math problems. My math teacher was also our class teacher. Once, she came to talk to me and said, "Your math foundation is not very good!" The teacher said with a sad face. I lowered my head and whispered, "Math is so difficult, I can't learn it." "If you want to learn that subject well, , you should let yourself like this subject first, and then like the teacher. Only if you choose it, will it choose you. If you abandon it, it will not care about you anymore. Do you understand what I mean? ?" Although I didn't fully understand it, I saw the hopeful look in the teacher's eyes. I nodded vigorously and thought to myself; I must learn mathematics well, teacher, and I will work hard.

From then on, I began to practice mathematics hard. Although my grades did not improve much, I still did not give up. I believed that one day I would become good friends with mathematics.

When I reached elementary school, the most important year, I still insisted on not giving up. I believed there would be rewards. Finally, I persisted until that day. When I saw the report card, I had a I had the urge to shout, "I succeeded, my efforts were not in vain, I really succeeded." The teacher was also happy for me, with a smile on his face instead of a frown.

The joy was frozen in that moment, and now I am about to leave the place that gave me joy, sweat, and my lovely head teacher. I am really reluctant to leave.

I am like an eagle, flying in the blue sky, but I will never forget the person who made me take off.

Primary school life is like a blooming rose, leaving me with the faint fragrance. Primary school life is like a cup of strong tea, leaving me with the steaming heat. Primary school life is like a book. The photo album left me with that eternal smile, every bit of it, engraved in my heart and never forgotten.

Farewell, my primary school life. Farewell to Primary School Composition 6

I have been in primary school for just six years, but it has left me with many beautiful memories. Among them is nothing more than getting along with teachers and classmates.

Let me introduce the teacher first. The head teacher of our class is Teacher Lai. Whenever we finish our study, Teacher Lai is always very kind. Even in class, when we tell some jokes, she will not get angry, she just laughs with us.

Everyone likes Teacher Lai at this time. However, whenever our study attitude is not correct, or when the end of the semester is approaching, Teacher Lai seems to be a different person. As long as our homework has irregular fonts or illegible handwriting, it will not pass Teacher Lai's "security inspection." Anyone who jokes in class needs to be severely punished. And I, who often joked in class, bumped into her "muzzle" for nothing. At this time, Teacher Lai is what everyone is afraid of. There is also a teacher He who teaches mathematics. He is very strict. Just standing there will make the whole class fall into silence. Once again, I violated her rules. I saw her standing on the podium, looking at me, and I suddenly felt cold sweat. Fortunately, he just warned me a few words. I breathed a sigh of relief, and my tense nerves finally relaxed.

Speaking of classmates, the first thing I think of is my best friend - Xiao Chen. He has a pair of bright eyes, a medium-sized mouth, and a head of thick hair that I will never cut. However, he can be called a wise friend. Once, I had a fight with other classmates, and Xiao Chen also came over after hearing the news. He first pulled the two of us apart and gave both of us a few lessons. The strange thing is that we each received fifty blows, but neither of us got angry again. There is another classmate. She has a slender body and a shy personality. She usually doesn't like to talk much. Her Chinese scores have always been top-notch, and every time her scores were handed out, I was almost always behind her. Therefore, I have always regarded her as my competition and chased her all the way. Over time, I developed a special feeling for her. Whenever I can't calm down, I will talk to her. Chatting with her is more of an enjoyment than a kind of leisure. Because his and her words can always calm my pounding heart. Therefore, she left an indelible impression in my heart.

Are the six years of primary school almost over? It was so fast that it seemed like it only happened in one day. These wonderful times will eventually become history. However, I will always remember it in my heart, forever, forever... Farewell to Primary School Composition 7

In the summer of the third year of junior high school, only the memory is damp, and the campus is filled with the sadness of farewell.

Year after year we repeat reunions and partings, but this time, we really have to leave, leave our campus, leave our teachers, leave the classmates we get along with day and night, leave that period of joy There are also days of tears. When we graduated, we discovered the differences between each other. The fish at the bottom of the water floated to the surface of the water, and the fish on the surface of the water sank to the bottom of the water. Desolation seems a little far away from us. Our youth fellow travelers in the past were often filled with this emotion - smashing the past on a drunken night, because they could not completely control their own destiny, and all kinds of sad breakups became inevitable due to graduation. ,

Therefore, crying secretly in the dark woods is not pretentious or artificial. And now this heartbreaking scene will be continued by us. When I crossed the distance of 3 years and walked on the edge of love and pain, huge sadness eroded my soul. Loneliness and melancholy were like hurricanes on the sea, blowing through my fields from time to time. After considering the issue of belonging, we agreed on that night when the moonlight was particularly bright. We held hands and sat around under the dim street lights, playing the guitar, drinking beer, singing "Graduation Song" and "Bon Voyage" over and over again, and then we cried in each other's arms until dawn, freezing this scene forever. Deep in our memory, we have experienced countless partings from childhood to adulthood. After graduating from elementary school, we said goodbye to childishness; after graduating from junior high school, we said goodbye to recklessness. Every graduation means losing a bunch of friends and making new ones. Tonight or any other night, the stars are shining brightly!

Junior high school, my eternal and distant star! We will graduate tomorrow, and that will be the most unbearable farewell in our lives, because Yang Guan has been sung thousands of times. No matter what, you have to go, really go, go, just go - now that it's time to go - now that we have reached a more mature and ordinary age - tomorrow, we will walk into the ivory tower and face The road may not be easy in the future, but don’t forget these many beautiful songs, many beautiful days, many people who love us and the people we love. When we join the crowd, don't forget to leave a sky for ideals, love and the former junior high school life, a sky that is always fresh, tall and blue. When the cicadas chirped, all the luggage was packed. Draw your sword and hit the road, graduates. Farewell to Elementary School Composition 8

June 23rd to 24th was my last "battle" in elementary school.

In the words of my parents, this is about my future…. Whenever I think about the significance of this exam, I am always so excited that it is indescribable...

On the morning of the exam, I couldn't wait to come to school. It seemed that I was chatting with my classmates casually, but in fact, I was really excited. Fifteen buckets were used to fetch water - up and down. As for those students who had their books upright, some were reading aloud in loud voices while breathing heavily; some seemed to be reviewing seriously, but their eyes were nowhere to be seen; some were reading while reading the book, Then he made a sound of "hmm", as if he had already got it 100%. At this time, the head teacher walked into the classroom quickly: "Everyone put their schoolbags in front and prepare for the exam!" It's here, it's finally here! At this time, I suddenly calmed down a lot: time flies so fast, this is something I have to face. When the invigilator appeared at the door of the classroom, the whole class fell silent immediately. The classmates who were still chatting happily about other topics also slipped back to their seats like a mouse seeing a cat. I lay on the table and looked at the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky. Yun, I hope you can witness my success this time.

With the beautiful and relaxing "Cuckoo Waltz", the exam officially began. I scanned the test paper first, and then quickly wrote my name. Immediately afterwards, I started my career in answering questions... The only sound left in the classroom was the "rustling" sound of the pen tip. I concentrated on fighting, constantly destroying the defense towers set up by the test questions. Oops, a problem arises. "Please write a poem about the moon." But when I got nervous, I forgot about it! I looked around and, well, it seems like everyone does. I scratched my head and suddenly, ah, I remembered it! But... in the end, I smiled bitterly and wrote, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is probably due to frost on the ground."

About half an hour before the exam, I finally finished the paper. By chance, the invigilator happened to go out for a while. After I finished the examination, I wanted to take a good rest. Suddenly, a look met my eyes. It turned out to be Xiao Chen next to me! His eyes were desperately squeezing in the direction of my test paper. I looked at him seriously and immediately covered the answer with my notebook.

Finally, the exam was over, and I walked to the bathroom with brisk steps. Is the exam over like this? It's as quick as an instant. After all, this is also an unforgettable exam for me. The next written test, the classroom, classmates, and teachers will all change. Therefore, I will cherish this wonderful memory. Farewell to Primary School Composition 9

Teachers and classmates: Good morning! Today, the topic of my speech is: Say goodbye to bad habits and embrace civilization.

Our country is one of the birthplaces of world civilization and is known as the land of etiquette. However, there are many examples today that make us feel embarrassed. Let me give two examples.

The first example: It is reported that some foreign places, such as Singapore, are a country where English is commonly spoken, and most of the various slogans in public places in this country are written in English. However, some of the slogans involving civility and politeness, such as "No spitting", "No smoking", "No stepping on the lawn", etc. are written in Chinese. Why? Because most of the people who engage in these uncivilized behaviors are tourists from mainland China.

When walking on campus, you can see various uncivilized phenomena everywhere: some people throw plastic bags casually in the stairwells and playgrounds, and the campus always looks unclean; some people are full of swear words, They call me "Lao Tzu" with dirty words, which is offensive, and they don't look like students at all; some people yell and chase and fight in the corridors; some people always speak harshly when encountering conflicts, like gangsters on the street , second-rate boys; some girls are dyeing or perming their hair. These behaviors have had a very bad impact on our school. If we were to give a score to our school's teaching performance, I would give it 100 points. If we had to give a score to our level of civilization, how many points would it be? I think I can only score 70 points, but I still need to keep improving after passing.

Know your shame and then be brave. Just because we are excellent, we must be more strict with ourselves. We must not only win academically, but also win in civilization. What should we do?

Firstly, compare appearance, who is more dignified, fresh and well-dressed; secondly, compare language, who uses more polite words such as "please, hello, thank you, sorry"; thirdly, compare behavior, who is more polite Be polite, well-educated and disciplined. After the "three comparisons", we can roughly see the degree of civilization of each person.

Civilization has now become a symbol of social progress. It is nobility, cultivation, etiquette, and style. Let us who pursue excellence stay away from vulgarity and vulgarity and embrace civilization. Our country is beautiful because of civilization. Finally, I chose this sentence for everyone to end my speech today: People are not civilized because of their beauty, but beautiful because of their civilization!

Farewell to Primary School Composition 10

When I had nothing to do, I moved a chair, sat on the balcony and watched the sunset. Looking at the sun that was about to set, I blew a colorful bubble at will. In the colorful bubble, I seemed to see the paragraph Happy primary school life. ——Inscription

I still remember that beautiful campus, and the first thing that caught my eye at the school gate was the new orange teaching building, which was completed when I was still in fifth grade. , next to the new teaching building are three old teaching buildings and an office building. Although they were built less than ten years ago, they are still older than the new building that was just completed. In the northeast corner of the campus, there is also a plastic playground that was renovated last summer. The red runway, green artificial turf, and colorful stands are really eye-catching. The flowers, plants and trees on campus add infinite vitality and endless fun to this beautiful campus. The campus makes our primary school life more happy, beautiful and full of vitality. I still remember the teachers who taught and educated people. They gave me endless knowledge and patiently asked us to read and write, from the simplest a, b, c, d to the most complex composition reading. Seriously teach us calculations and counting from the most basic 1, 2, 3, 4... to the most difficult Mathematical Olympiad and word problems. What they teach us is not only a wealth of knowledge but also how to behave in the world. Under their education, we grow up day by day, but they are getting older day by day. As the poem says, "Spring silkworms shed their silk threads until they die, and wax torches turn to ashes before their tears dry up." Teacher! You are the spring silkworm and the wax torch!

I still remember those cute little friends who studied and played with me. We learn from each other and compete with each other in studies, and we hang out together during holidays. We are study partners in school and often sit together to discuss difficult problems. We are best friends outside school, hiking, shopping, and visiting parks... They helped me when I was most helpless and made my life colorful. As Emerson said, "Friendship is the spice and painkiller of life."

Primary school life is like a classic masterpiece, which makes people linger and have endless aftertaste. Primary school life occupies a large space in my memory, because it is the happiest and most beautiful. Elementary school life is a starting point in my life. I will work hard from this starting point to paint a beautiful picture in the future sky.