I always liked a girl when I was a child, and then I transferred to another school and always missed her. Then I came back to finish primary school a few years later and found that everything had chan

I always liked a girl when I was a child, and then I transferred to another school and always missed her. Then I came back to finish primary school a few years later and found that everything had changed. When the breeze gently holds up a small catkin, when the sunshine quietly sprinkles the golden sunshine on the beautiful cherry tree; When the beautiful petals rolled in the air and fell gently, we were happily enjoying the splendid campus life. In the morning, we read aloud in our respective classes, watching our classmates so seriously. I can't help but give up the idea of dozing off, put down my schoolbag and pick up the book. When class is over, some of us are discussing problems that can't be solved in class. Some are doing homework in the classroom, some are chatting in the corridor, some are ... Everyone listens attentively, sometimes writes, sometimes copies the steps of solving problems, sometimes copies the answers after class, sometimes ... During lunch break, everyone is resting in class, some are reading early, some are doing homework in class, some are taking a lunch break, and some are ... Strive for the future of society. After school, we walked through the paths and shops with our schoolbags on our backs, even thousands of times, watching our little classmates go home accompanied by their parents, and some of them rode their bikes home. Now, we are smiling and walking on the tree-lined path on campus, sowing the happiest time. When we leave the campus, let us identify with the road we have traveled. I believe we have some feelings of reluctance. I believe that unforgettable campus life will be our best memory ... one. Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I'm already a primary school graduate, but when I think back on my five-year study life, I can't help but think of many things, including wonderful campus life, friendship between classmates, and care between teachers and classmates, but there is one thing I can't forget. This is a charity activity organized by the school, and the students put their belongings. All the money was donated to people who lost their homes in the Indian Ocean tsunami. It was a sunny afternoon, and colorful flags were flying on the big playground of our school, which was very lively. "Let's start charity activities!" With the headmaster's order, the booths of all classes were crowded with people. I am a glorious shop assistant, and my task is to give away the items donated by my classmates. Accompanied by the beautiful music "Dedication of Love", the "cheerleaders" kept shouting: "Dedicate your love and save the children affected by the disaster in India!" I'm so busy that I'm holding my love money in my left hand and sweating on my forehead. A chubby boy from Grade Two squeezed in from the crowd, holding a pile of things and twenty dollars in his hand, and stammered, "Is there … a book … a book?" I took out a stack and asked him, "What book do you want, little brother?" "composition book." I pulled out a book from a pile of books, "Choosing a Pass for Composition in Grade Two and Grade Three", and said to him, "This book is very suitable for you, 5 yuan." He gave me twenty yuan, and I said, "I'll take your twenty yuan and give you fifteen yuan." He took the money and skipped away with the book between his arms. As we walked, we said, "I gave my love again …" In a short time, everything in our class was finished. I forgot to wipe my sweat, so count the money quickly. I turned around and told my classmates loudly, "We won 103 yuan." The students all jumped for joy. After the benefit performance, I also deeply felt that the love in the world is unparalleled, and these contributions come from people's hearts. Drag. Bell. Bell. There were familiar sounds in the distance. With the falling leaves in autumn, I can't help but recall a series of beautiful and unforgettable memories of the primary school campus. Time flies, and the years are ruthless. It's like last night's moon turned into today's sun, and two years have passed in an instant. In the past two years, I have grown a lot. I have changed from an ignorant girl in the past to a sensible and clever girl now. I'm still in middle school. Flying basketball court and green grass. Walking on the path to school when I was a child, I felt as if I had returned to that young me. Everything is so clear and profound. Now in front of me is a school that has accompanied me for six years. Walking along this path, I enjoyed the loud sound of reading when the breeze blew in my ear. Ah, what a shocking sound! I am so familiar with ... so kind ... I breathe the air that permeates the campus, and every vibrant flower and tree makes every detail look so fresh. This is my beautiful and harmonious alma mater, isn't it? I didn't care, but it was raining in Mao Mao in this autumn sky. Young students are playing in the rain, and the teacher standing next to them is trying to persuade them. The teacher finally lost his temper. Seeing those pupils being taught by their teachers to keep their heads down reminds me of my remaining years in this school. I was only in the fourth grade at that time, and I regarded reading as an effort. I don't care about the importance of reading. I don't know how to cherish the blessing of reading, but I just want to play all day. At that time, my teacher, Mr. Yang, was always by my side to teach me and enlighten me, which made me have today's achievements and let me stand here firmly. Speaking of Mr. Yang, my heart is like breaking a five-flavor bottle and tears are in my eyes. I can't finish talking about the memories left by the teacher! He is a part of my life, just like the air in my life. I really can't imagine what I would be like now without him. Teacher Yang took good care of me at school and was very convincing. In his spare time, he is like a close friend of mine, and I tell him all my joys and sorrows directly. He is always humorous and always tells me a few jokes to make me happy. "Wang Xiaozhi! Why haven't you finished your homework? Still chattering there! Alas … why not learn? If you don't work hard now, what can you do when you grow up? " Ah, what a coincidence! Isn't this the left-wing inscription that Miss Pink often mentions in front of me? The campus wind is blowing again, and the memory in my mind is like champagne that has just been shaken. As soon as it was opened, water spilled on the ground. This smell still remains in my memory bank. I still remember that it was a morning with flowers and birds singing. Because most teachers went to other places for meetings that day, and the campus was deserted and naughty, I began to think presumptuous. Chatting with friends all the time, inattention in class, courage. Still babbling there, why don't you learn? What can I do when I grow up? "That's right! This is the inscription of Miss Pink's seat. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning quietly falls on the earth and on the campus, our class is covered with the warm sunshine and comfortably reads each beautiful poem aloud. What a beautiful scenery! The students in our class are even more enthusiastic animals, and it is their nature to be naive and lively. Although they are a little naughty sometimes, our class can be said to be full of talents! There are excellent speakers, athletes, young painters, young doctors and so on. These little talents have enhanced the reputation of our school. They can be said to be the pillars of the future country! At school, a girl named Xiao Lin often walks beside me. Xiao Lin is always among the best in school. She will always be so smart and excellent in my heart. We are a group of best partners in the school. We always like to sing together and stick together in everything. It can be said that we are inseparable sisters! Every corner of the campus has traces of joy left by us. Looking back now, my primary school life is really happy! Look at the green grass again, the laughter of chasing and playing in those days, the cheers and cordial laughter of everyone, all disappeared. Now, all I see is an empty and lifeless meadow. On that path, I will never see my dear classmate again. Everything is starting to get weird. These landscapes, like paintings, are collected in my diary. I love my alma mater. I love it. The green grassland loves teachers as much as mothers and friends as brothers and sisters. In this campus, we were full of laughter and laughter, and also left our growth steps. I will always leave my alma mater in the deepest part of my heart and imprint this unforgettable campus life in my heart. Five years ago, as a first-year student, I entered a brand-new primary school. Time flies. Five years of primary school study and life are fleeting. Now, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was filled with deep nostalgia. I will never forget every teacher in my school! I can't forget your kind eyes and your inculcation. It is you who nurtured our happy growth with sweat, and it is you who moistened our thirst for knowledge with the showers of knowledge ... In these six years, through the hard work of teachers, we not only learned the knowledge from books, laid a solid learning foundation, but also learned a lot about being a human being. I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget our friendship, and I can't forget the time we spent together day and night. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday. Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room. Yesterday, there was our game on the court; Yesterday, we had an argument in class; Yesterday, we sang ... Yes, what an unforgettable yesterday. I can't forget it. I can't forget five years of campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading; As soon as the morning exercise bell rang, the students quickly stood together and went downstairs in turn; In class, the students listened carefully and actively raised their hands to speak; After school, students take an active part in sports activities on the playground ... The annual school sports meeting is even more wonderful. In all sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines were deafening. Players on the field abide by the rules, strive for the first place, adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, as if they were holding a small meeting. This is my familiar campus life. What a wonderful primary school life, how much happiness and harvest you brought me, I will never forget it! Four. Time flies, six 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 turned me from an ignorant urchin into an ambitious young pioneer. You led me into the endless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher and made me have so many intimate partners. During my six-year primary school career, I learned much knowledge from my first teacher and gained much joy from my friends. Alma mater, you made me. Be diligent and honest. Thinking about this, I am a little more afraid and attached. 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 really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again. Alma mater, in your arms. The teacher stood in front of the blackboard on the platform and wrote carefully. I remember playing on the playground with my friends. I remember. Dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big, although your playground is not wide and your equipment is not advanced, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you let us learn a lot of knowledge and understand a lot of truth. It is how many national pillars you have cultivated that have created how many national pillars. 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, dear, time flies. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life will be over. We are about to leave our alma mater where we have lived for six years. At the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are particularly excited. Everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, we can clearly remember six years of primary school life. The grass, trees, bricks and tiles of our alma mater are so familiar and cordial. Can't forget, can't love. I can't forget your inculcation; I can't forget your kind eyes; I can't forget ... how much effort and sweat you have paid for us, from boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions. You are a diligent gardener, an unknown silkworm, a hero behind a hero, and a giant at the foot of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great. You have taught us simplicity, naturalness, richness and nobility with great enthusiasm. Towering trees can't forget their roots, and vast rivers can't forget their sources. How can I forget my teacher? I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged. Over the past six years, we have struggled in the sea of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus and spent this wonderful time together. After six years, we will be separated soon. How can I have peace of mind? Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive. Here, we have received strict education, and here, we have developed a good study style of hard work, unity and friendship, attention to civilization and discipline. We have gained the nectar of knowledge, the power of wisdom and the truth of being a man in your warm embrace ... Students, at this moment, your eyes are bright and your thoughts are myriad. Although we are, we will never forget you-my dear alma mater, never forget you-my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day with you ... the memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and my gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let me thank the teachers for their hard work again! Goodbye, the teacher who nurtured our growth! Goodbye and feed our alma mater! I wish my alma mater a better tomorrow! Alma mater! Five. I have six articles for you. You can choose one yourself.