Beautiful sentences recalling campus time

1, some time has not been forgotten for a long time, some memories have never faded, and some friends have never gone far in their hearts. I miss campus time and thank the teachers of my alma mater! Teacher's Day is coming, I wish teachers a happy holiday!

Under the education of our alma mater, we have a lot. I have intimate friends, love from teachers and many unforgettable memories, but I want to say goodbye to my alma mater. How can I not make people sad? Think about it, my classmates and teachers who have lived with me for five or six years, everything I know on campus will be lost from my life.

Memories are beautiful treasures of the past. Open dusty memories, through the tunnel of time, in more than a year of college life, I learned to embellish a full life in the alternation of failure and success. Learned to release their emotions in the environment of solitude and communication; Learned to deepen real friendship in the interaction of listening and telling. Strolling through the beautiful campus, I recall the footprints I left in the past year and feel that I have grown up, and I am no longer the ignorant teenager a year ago. I am lucky to know many kind teachers and sincere classmates in this comfortable learning environment. They have enriched my college life and filled my life with elements of happiness and happiness.

4. Now, we are smiling and walking on the tree-lined path on campus, littering with the happiest time. When we leave the campus, let's look back at the road we have traveled. I believe that we have many reluctant feelings; Have a plenty of pride in not wasting time; Have a plenty of longing for a better future! I believe that unforgettable campus life will be our best memory.

5, warm April spring sun bathing, breeze blowing head-on. Melodious guitar sound came from the campus lawn, accompanied by touching singing. Sang Song's mottled years and youthful dreams. The campus bears the dreams and wishes of countless people, and places their good memories on it. When youth goes by, all the past turns into a clear melody, which is deposited in the hearts of generation after generation and constantly plucks the strings of the soul. ...