I returned to my alma mater many years after graduation.

The feeling of returning to my alma mater after graduation for many years (selected 13)

In our daily study, work or life, we often accumulate a lot of feelings and opinions in our hearts, so we can record them in our speeches and cherish them. So how to write the testimony is appropriate? The following is my feeling of returning to my alma mater after graduation for many years (selected 13). Welcome to share.

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater and felt that the wind of 1 had passed, leaving only straight rain channels, which hung down day by day. I couldn't see the lines clearly, just one by one. Numerous arrows shot up on the ground and thousands of waterfalls fell on the house. In a few minutes, heaven and earth are inseparable, the river in the air is falling, and the river on the ground is crossing, turning into a dark yellow, sometimes white and bright water world.

Walking out of the school gate carefully, I suddenly turned around habitually and looked at the moss-covered teaching building on the steps, and my heart suddenly sank. Six years is so short that the campus that was once full of laughter has gradually blurred in the rain.

The two crooked-neck brothers who once lived alone have now been divided into two families, and even compete for the land and nutrition under their feet. It seems that it's time to say goodbye.

The rain gradually subsided, but the autumn wind came again. I walked into school with an umbrella. A tall figure is the most obvious in the distance. Come closer, look carefully. What kind of person is that, wearing a suit and stepping on a pair of uncoordinated leather shoes, chatting with a student about life. Look! As soon as he turned around, the skin on his face was pitted. Looking at his body again, it seems that there is only a skeleton to support him, but the clothes that are just right are empty.

I greeted him, only to find that no one paid attention to myself, but I vaguely heard a sentence: "I had a student in the last session." He is the monitor and my most proud disciple. " I didn't stop. I got up and walked to my old classroom. Nothing has changed, except that the students in the classroom are no longer us. The frolicking people in the classroom are not as good as them, so they go in and discuss with their brothers and sisters, and then lie on the desk and pretend to sleep.

"The teacher is coming!" I don't know who exclaimed, and the whole class immediately returned to their seats like an enemy, afraid to slack off, for fear that they would be criticized by the teacher if they were slightly negligent. "Knock, knock!" The teacher's footsteps are getting closer and closer. "moo!" When the teacher stepped into the classroom, sharp searchlights scanned everywhere. Before the student on duty shouted to stand up, she shouted, "There are two boys in the last column. Why are you still sleeping? Stand up and wake up for a while! "

The north wind roared and the rain fell on the window like broken glass. Although I know that I am already a teacher's peach and plum, I am still puzzled to hear this classic reprimand.

After a second or two, the impatient teacher couldn't wait any longer, rushed forward, grabbed my clothes and helped me up. I still kept my usual smile and grinned at the teacher. The teacher was stunned. There is no expression on her face. Suddenly, she scolded angrily, "Who are you?" ! What are you doing in our class? "He carried me out of the classroom like a rabbit.

Standing in the corridor, I looked puzzled. Suddenly it rained heavily again. I walked into the rain curtain and it rained all over. A tear fell to the ground, leaving a crisp sound.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes and found that it was just a dream. My pillow was wet. Fortunately, this is just a dream.

I returned to my alma mater many years after graduation. Today, I invited several junior high school students to see the former junior high school campus.

Standing at the school gate, I suddenly understood the president's speech at the graduation ceremony: "What is an alma mater? It is the place where you are usually bored and can't wait to leave here early, but you can't help but want to have a look after graduation. " Time is really a signboard made of paper, which is easily broken. When you just feel that you have tasted the ups and downs of junior high school life, you have already tasted the bitterness of high school life.

I watched the scenery with the warm sunshine for three years, and recalled the story that the beautiful and sweet language in the wind became more colorful after being washed away by the rain. I couldn't help smiling, as if I saw myself walking in the depths of the peach forest of youth, silently encountering the dim light.

Junior high school is really a meaningful but unfinished novel. After we happily wrote the beginning and climax, we scribbled the ending. I have read and reread this book now, and I find it is really a sloppy book.

Looking back on that day, we parted happily and calmly, leaving a tear without taking away a trace of sadness. Everyone sincerely believes in the past and the future. But who knows, the sadness of parting will accompany me when I return to my hometown at the moment. I still remember that we used to laugh and run on the playground, I still remember the embarrassment of being punished by the teacher after skipping class, and the joy of shaking osmanthus with the group of 356. Time is like a machine, diluting and sorting out the lost years. Even if you are not disappointed again, it just ruthlessly regards the years as finished products. What is lost and picked up in the middle leaves surprises, and what is lost becomes memories.

Youth is a bumpy but wonderful road, extending to us from far and near. No one knows where it will lead, so we always walk in the visible direction and stumble, leaving a vague figure and a deep and shallow mark.

In the years of youth, there are laughter, tears, sighs and nostalgia. When the moss under our feet spreads the soil of time, we all grow up. Therefore, while the high school life has just begun, I will try to weave a rich and beautiful fairy tale with a happy beginning and a romantic ending, so that I will no longer feel sorry for myself after several years.

"It's raining outside, and the raindrops are as light as my youth. My face is covered with rain, just like happiness. There is nothing in my heart, just like there is no pain. There is everything in the world, just like everyone has it. Keep going, keep losing, in the youth I didn't realize. "

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater with emotion. Every time I return to my alma mater, I feel happy for its development and progress. Our growth benefits from the education and training of our alma mater, because we not only learned knowledge in college, but also learned the methods of mastering knowledge. The scientific learning methods have benefited us for life.

The tradition of "strict specifications and hard work at home" of my alma mater is consistent with the aerospace spirit of "strictness and prudence". It is precisely because we have established two kinds of consciousness of "norm" and "kung fu" in our school that we are comfortable in space work. So I said that glory and dreams belong to my alma mater, teachers and the spirit of Harbin Institute of Technology. We should continue to work hard to do our job well and add luster to our alma mater. I wish my alma mater better and better!

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater, feeling that four 30 years have passed for a long time, but now I feel that it is just a flick of my finger. This time I returned to my alma mater, I felt a lot and I was very excited. Harbin Institute of Technology laid the foundation for my professional study, and I am very grateful to my alma mater for training me.

I am very proud to meet again after 30 years and see the great achievements made by my alma mater. Watching generations of young people thrive, I feel old. But as an adult of Harbin Institute of Technology, my heart is not old. The motto of Harbin Institute of Technology, "Strict specifications, Kung Fu at home", has always been in my mind and has become my motto. So I still regard myself as a young man, continue to study and work hard like tens of thousands of students, do my best for the development of the school, and work together with Harbin Institute of Technology for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation.

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater for 5 years and 30 years. I was very happy and excited to see that my alma mater flourished and made great progress. As an alumnus, I always pay attention to the development of my alma mater and often browse the news network of my alma mater.

When there are major activities at school, I will come back to participate. Thanks to my alma mater for leaving us with unforgettable memories. It is the fine tradition of my alma mater that "the specifications are strict and the kung fu is at home", which laid the foundation for my growth and shaped my indifferent, hard-working and serious style of doing things. So I always remember that I am from Harbin Institute of Technology, and Harbin Institute of Technology has become a part of my life.

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater and felt that I was going to graduate. How much do I miss the primary school campus? How many waves have been aroused here, and the words of my alma mater have been transformed into two words-gratitude.

The beautiful campus, classroom furnishings, classmates' arguments, teachers' concern, competitions and friendliness are all integrated into this primary school era. Recall everything that happened at my alma mater, oh! It turns out that my alma mater has given me so much, and I really want to thank you.

I am grateful to my alma mater, who gave me friendship like a clear spring. When running after class, I don't know the stumbling block on the road. I fell down and cried out in pain sitting on the ground. My alma mater was full of friendship, and a helping hand pulled me up as if to save me from the abyss. As a result, comforting voices came from all directions: "Don't be sad, it won't happen next time." It's like spring water pouring into my heart lake and washing away all my pain. The friendship of the alma mater is clear and transparent, refreshing.

I am grateful to my alma mater, who gave me care, just like coffee with sweetness in bitterness. During the flu season, there is a constant cough on campus, and the caring voice of my alma mater is also constant. "oh! You are sick. Do you need to go home, go to the clinic and drink water? I have it in my office. " In class, the teacher will kindly say these words to me. From the teacher's face, besides being serious, there is also concern. Sweet coffee can not help flowing in my heart. Worry reappeared. In class, the teacher criticized me mercilessly. Neither the teacher nor I am satisfied. This is a kind of bitter coffee. Taste it slowly and feel very refreshing. Oh! The teacher's reminder is right. The concern of the alma mater is bittersweet for the teacher, just like coffee.

In fact, what my alma mater gave me was not affection, but joy, sadness, love and knowledge. Primary school knowledge, such as the accumulation of soil under the ninth floor, is the foundation and the key. He is like a drifting red sailboat. Whether he will be beautiful in the future depends on today. My alma mater gave me everything.

On the day I leave my alma mater, I will definitely stand in front of the school, look at the school badge and announce that I will use my studies to turn my previous gratitude to my alma mater into reality.

Many years after graduation, I returned to my alma mater, feeling that 76 years ago, I walked into this strange school with curious steps. Sitting in the classroom, I understand what this means. My primary school life is about to begin here. During my six-year study career at my alma mater, I made many intimate partners, learned a lot of knowledge and met many amiable teachers.

Over the years, teachers and classmates have helped me and encouraged me in my most difficult times. Patient guidance when you can't do the problem. Cheer me up when I encounter setbacks, so that I don't lose heart and have the courage to start again; Tell me to cheer up when I am depressed and listless ... in a word, I can't thank you enough for your concern.

In the fourth grade, for some unknown reason, I got mumps. I had intravenous drip for four days in the hospital and missed many courses. As soon as I got back to school, my classmates surrounded me and asked questions, but who would remember that I didn't come to class for four days, didn't understand the new lessons, and no one taught me? The bell rang and the students returned to their positions. "Feng Xin, you come to my office after school. Ok, class, today we are going to learn lesson 12 ... "The affable teacher Shi said. After school, I walked into the teacher's office in confusion. Teacher Shi waved and said kindly to me, "Come here." I hurried over and said, "I'll help you with your homework." We taught Exercise 3. Let's teach you idioms today! " ..... "Great! Study hard and go home, good boy. " I ran home in high spirits and told my mother about it.

I will never forget my teacher's kindness to me.

I remember another time, in physical education class, the teacher asked us to train for long-distance running. Maybe I didn't prepare enough in advance and fell down while running. When the students saw this scene, they told the teacher that my good friend Wang Yining helped me rest under the tree and skillfully stopped the bleeding with leaves. She looked at me and said seriously, "be careful in the future and don't wrestle again." This time, you are very lucky. You only scratch a little skin and it's gone. "

I can't forget that touching thing; Can't forget the song in my heart; Never forget the amiable teacher; I can't forget my affectionate classmates; Particularly unforgettable-feeding my beautiful alma mater!

After graduating for many years, I returned to my alma mater and felt that eight years passed quickly. Six years have passed in a blink of an eye. I spent six years in primary school, and my alma mater entrusted me with six years of childhood memories.

How precious and precious the memories of these six years are. Every memory is a precious memory of my classmates and my alma mater. Whether it is good or bad, it is also a precious memory of my childhood. Everything that happened in my alma mater when I was a child is unforgettable. I got happiness from my classmates at my alma mater and gained knowledge from my teachers. It was my alma mater that made me know so many friends, classmates and teachers. They let me understand a real truth, only poetry books can make the country a pillar. My alma mater taught me how to love my motherland and people, how to be an honest and upright person, and how to make us move towards that complicated society step by step. My alma mater taught me how to deal with people in society.

In my alma mater, the sound of books, the sacred flag-raising ceremony, and the playground where my classmates and I played together, although the playground was small, it also made me very happy, and the life of my alma mater made me remember it vividly.

Goodbye to my alma mater, the flowers and plants planted by my alma mater, it is you who make our campus air fresher and our campus life happier.

Goodbye, I can't forget the beautiful campus, the classmates who get along with each other day and night, and the teacher who called us knowledge. Goodbye!

After graduating for many years, I returned to my alma mater and felt the alma mater, the primary school affiliated to No.6 Middle School in Liaoyang. I will leave my alma mater in a few months. Like my parents, it has nurtured my six-year study career and developed deep feelings with me. Now I can't help but feel reluctant to leave my alma mater, which has raised me for many years.

My school, located in Beishao Street, was founded in 1963 and merged with Shuguang Primary School in August 20xx to establish a 9-year compulsory education school.

Time flies, I have spent six years in the primary school of my alma mater before I know it, and I am about to graduate. In these six years, we have laughter, pain, anger, and teachers' maternal love for us.

My alma mater is the most magnificent in my heart. Although it has two towering teaching buildings and a wide playground, it has laid a second classroom for us. Let me take the first step to success in life. My alma mater is full of flowers and trees. In spring, flowers bloom in competition, emitting attractive fragrance. The big trees covered with green leaves protect us from the cold. Just like a hardworking gardener-my teacher-mother-I love you, my alma mater, and even every corner of you. Campus is a paradise for knowledge and a space for growth. The tall teaching building is like two long-distance ships, carrying us to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

I still remember when I was in the first grade, I wanted to grow up quickly, learn more knowledge and make some contributions to my motherland when I grew up. But now that I have grown up, I have some nostalgia and unforgettable feelings for my alma mater, teachers and classmates. I love my alma mater, because I learned knowledge, friendship, morality and unity there, which laid the foundation and hope for building the motherland in the future.

Three teachers in one to six years. My teacher's name is Jin Mingrui, who taught me for one to three years. My teacher is very kind to me. I remember that I only got 70 or 80 points in the first grade, and I got the first place in the second grade. I know it was my teacher's careful training and patient teaching that led me up a flight of stairs.

My teacher, surnamed Han, has taught me for three or four years, and is also very kind to me, and is very kind to every classmate, which makes us feel very kind.

From five years to now, Na Ying's teacher has been trying to teach us. I heard that Na Ying's teacher is the most knowledgeable in the school. Although my teacher is very strict, we all know that Na Ying's teacher is very kind to us. Na Ying's teacher often cries for us. When we see it, we feel very sad.

My teacher, like spring breeze and drizzle, moistens us with her little by little, so that we can thrive and have a bright future and great ideals!

My beloved alma mater-the ideal palace!

After graduating for many years, I returned to my alma mater with the feelings of 10. If you come to my alma mater, Yanchang Primary School, and stand outside the school gate, the first thing you will see is the torch-shaped gate. The bright flame above seems to be burning, symbolizing that we are thriving under the guidance of the star torch. Then you will see the flexible and shiny school gate. The wall on the left side of the school gate is inlaid with four glittering gold-plated characters "Yanchang Primary School". Each word is as big as a schoolbag, showing a unique style. In the bright sunshine, the unique school gate is even more magnificent.

Entering the school gate, there are beautiful marble flower beds on both sides of Yonglu Road. Evergreen holly grows all year round, and it is as energetic as the students all year round. Outside the flower bed is a small playground. The playground is like a mother's arm, holding the teaching building tightly in her arms. This is the place we are most familiar with. Every Monday, students come here in neat rows to hold a solemn flag-raising ceremony. There are also basketball stands, slides, ropeways and so on. After class, students will gather here and jump happily, and the playground will become a sea of joy. Sometimes there will be some big brothers and sisters in grade five or six who hold fierce basketball games here!

Walking through Yonglu, there is a magnificent H-shaped teaching building. It has three floors and more than 30 spacious and bright classrooms, not to mention how spectacular it is! When you come to our classroom, you will see that every class has clean windows and neat desks and chairs. Here, all my teachers study very rigorously, and all the students work hard. Lang Lang's book sound and melodious singing will fly from one classroom to another from time to time.

On campus, my favorite is the small garden on one side of the "H" shape! The round flower bed is full of colorful Chinese rose flowers, as if holding a bright smiling face to welcome students to play here. Different kinds of ornamental trees guard around the flower beds like sentries. Beside the flower bed are antique stone tables and chairs. Whenever we are tired of playing, we do our homework here.

The scenery here is beautiful and pleasant, the students here are United and friendly, and my teachers here are very dedicated ... so I like my alma mater-Yanchang Primary School!

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater and felt that a seed had fallen from the dense tree outside 1 1. The wind blows it far away. So, without the care of the mother tree, it draws out new green and grows sturdily. However, how can it not be grateful to the big tree that once raised it? In its heart, it will never be forgotten. ...

I have mixed feelings in my heart. Like a seed, I can't forget my alma mater! Like the seed, I also said to myself: Is my alma mater still the same? Has the small tree that was once broken by the strong wind grown up? My beloved teacher, the football field, has not changed? But in the end, I couldn't help it and went out by myself.

God, it's just dawn, and there is no sunshine in the dark sky. On the way to school, the tall and stout mango trees are still in rows and rows, which makes people feel very gratified. I still remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, it suddenly began to rain, pouring with rain. If it weren't for this dense tree-lined, I wouldn't be a drowned rat.

I walked on the flower-and-bird path and finally came to the school gate. Oh, it hasn't changed! It is just an automatic iron gate, but it is still the door for students to gain knowledge and success. I stood in front of the door for a long time, but I still didn't go in. I want to have a good look around the school-after all, I don't want to go in, lest I be sad again.

On the empty stone road, I left my footprints and my laughter. But all this has passed with the passage of time. I walked against the outer wall, as if I still felt that time would go back, and there were a large group of children laughing and playing beside me. "My alma mater will never be forgotten!" Look at the teaching building. The blue glass window is very beautiful. White, cyan and blue tiles are laid alternately, and the pattern is simple and beautiful. It was there that my beloved teachers dedicated themselves like spring silkworms and candles. They work on the blackboard with chalk and sow hope with sweat. Until now, I am also moved by it. Next to the teaching building is a grassy playground. On that straight runway, I fell down countless times and got up countless times; On the green grass, we played freely and spent many carefree days and nights. "Oh, I can't forget it, I can't forget it!" Walking all the time, oh, that little tree has grown taller, the basketball court has taken on a new look, and the botanical garden has become more beautiful. ...

Perhaps, I am the seed. I miss you all the time, I miss you every day, I care about you day and night, my alma mater! In my heart, I will never forget you. ...

After graduating for many years, I feel 12 when I return to my alma mater. I am a primary school student who is about to graduate. My alma mater is Liuyilu Primary School. I like my alma mater very much.

Turn west at Bayi Road and Yuxin Street, and about 200 meters south is my alma mater-Liu Yi Road Primary School. Standing at the door, just above the school gate, there are six big characters "Liu Yi Road Primary School". Two iron gates stood majestically, like two soldiers standing there to stand guard for us.

Step into my alma mater, Liuyilu Primary School, and you will see many holly plants on both sides of the road, which brings spring vitality to our school. When you walk in, you will see photos of my excellent teachers in our school. My teachers are all smiling, as if to say "Come on"! Then, what you will see is the back of the first teaching building in our school, which reads: all for students, all for students, all for students. This is the teaching building where the second, fourth and fifth grades and the computer room are located. Go further and you will see two big playgrounds. There is a collection column in the middle of the big playground, which contains handwritten newspapers, the introduction of flag-raisers this week, and a part of it is a criticism column (which records the names of some students who violate the school rules). This collection column is one of the attractions of our school!

There are many small willows on both sides of the playground. These willows were planted during the summer vacation. When the school started, the willows had grown much taller. Every Monday, the flag-raising ceremony is held, and we will line up in this playground and look up at the five-star red flag flying high above the campus. On the right side of the flag-raising platform, there is a towering tree-buttonwood. In summer, the flowers of paulownia trees have a faint fragrance. There are newly planted bamboos next to the buttonwood tree, which adds a great feature to our school!

There are some sporting goods on the playground, such as parallel bars, horizontal bars and basketball stands ... Behind the flag-raising platform is the second teaching building, where students of grades one, three and six have classes. On the fourth floor of the teaching building is my teacher's conference room, and on the left is the preschool building. The first floor is the toilet, the second and third floors are the places for preschool classes, and the fourth floor is the teacher's office of my remedial class. Of course, there is a smaller playground behind the teaching building. There used to be slides here, high and low. I remember scratching my pants countless times in order to play the slide; Another time I accidentally fell off the slide and cried!

There are several evergreen trees and a tall buttonwood tree on the playground behind the teaching building. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the tree is still tall and straight; No matter whether it is windy or rainy, those evergreen trees are still standing. But now, although those evergreen trees are still there, it is a pity that a strong wind uprooted the tall buttonwood and smashed it to the ground. Those poor wickers are a lot worse, too However, after a while, the willows also secretly grew up, and many new wickers grew.

I will graduate soon, and I really don't know what to do. How familiar I am with everything in school! For all my good friends, how reluctant I am to leave with them! How familiar I am with all the teachers who taught me! I can't give up on my classmates! I really want to be with them again and have a good exchange. Is there any chance for us to meet again? When shall we get together? Exchange a lot of endless words! Exchanged a lot of words that we would never say!

This is my alma mater-Liuyilu Primary School. I love my alma mater!

After many years of graduation, I returned to my alma mater, feeling it was another golden July of 13. On this hot day, we met for the last time at our alma mater, Mao Yisheng Experimental School.

The road to primary school for six years is long and short. Although hard, we have lived a full and beautiful life with our alma mater, warm family and six years, because there are teachers who are as selfless as their parents. There are also brothers and sisters, United and friendly classmates, which make our six years wonderful and gorgeous.

During the season, my alma mater organized everyone to know, inspect and survey the Qiantang River Bridge on the spot, which made us really feel the difficulty of building the bridge for the first time. Learning from the army and agriculture tempered our will; The annual spring outing and autumn outing let us walk into various museums and feel the glory of history and the charm of traditional culture. Especially this year's spring outing, at the beautiful Xizi Lake and the Qianwang Memorial Hall, our graduating class paired the freshmen and held a hand-in-hand activity. Although it is hard to raise our younger brothers and sisters, it gives us a responsibility and gains another kind of friendship.

The teacher's care is extremely cordial, and the friendship of classmates lasts forever. In six years, we shed tears, but accompanied by laughter; We had quarrels, but what was left was tolerance; We stepped on thorns, but we could smell the flowers in Wan Li. All the ups and downs are condensed into today's achievements, and our primary school life is about to draw a satisfactory full stop!

Dear alma mater, thank you for giving us a warm home; Dear teachers, thank you for letting us grow and understand; Dear students, thank you for letting each other know the value of friendship. Please bring our best wishes when we wave goodbye. When leaving, let's make a vow: Today, we are proud of our alma mater; Tomorrow, my alma mater will be proud of us!