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Goodbye, my alma mater, time flies, time flies, and the study life in primary school has passed in an instant. Today, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was full of nostalgia. Looking back, the grass and trees of my alma mater are so familiar; In retrospect, every brick and tile of my alma mater is so kind. How much effort and sweat you have devoted to us. Miss Zhou, do you remember? Once, I was unsuccessful in the "three good students" selection. On the way to school, I pouted and tears rolled in my eyes. When you saw me, you called me back to the office and said humorously, "Junbin, what's wrong with you?" Look, you can hang an oil bottle on your mouth! " "I still ignore you in a huff, but you are not angry. Instead, you gently touched my head and calmly said to me, "Are you angry because you didn't choose' Miyoshi'?" I didn't speak, tears rolled down like broken beads. You took out your handkerchief, wiped the tears from my cheeks, and kindly said, "Jun Bin, think about it. What is the ultimate purpose of our coming to school? Is it just to be a' three good students'? Your failure this time shows that you still have some shortcomings. As long as you work hard, the title of' three good students' will still fall on your head; Don't be discouraged, there are still opportunities. "Under your kind teaching, my heart suddenly enlightened, I corrected my learning attitude and achieved excellent results. Say, can I forget what you taught me? I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together, and I can't forget the deep friendship between us. In the past six years, what wonderful years we have spent and how many ups and downs we have experienced. We used to struggle in the sea of knowledge and have fun on the flat playground. However, six years have passed, and we are about to break up. How can ability let oneself inner peace? That time, I felt sick and vomited in class. It was my classmate who extended a hand of friendship to me. Some people massage my back, some people scrub me, and some people fetch water to take me home after school. When mom took out a big apple to entertain you, you just said "thank you" and ran away. Ah, what a good classmate! You say, can I forget this brotherhood between us? Can't forget, lovely campus! I can't forget your energetic heroism. You are like a warm mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive. Every morning, you lovingly watch us walk into the campus. You gave us a charming smile when you saw us on the playground one by one, exercising our strong bodies. What is even more unforgettable is that in your warm embrace, we have gained knowledge, wisdom, practical ability and the truth of being a man. How many countries have trained useful talents in your arms? Among them are athletes, famous singers, and many future scientists, artists and engineers ... Can I not be proud of you? Can I bear to leave? Goodbye, dear teacher! Goodbye, dear students! Goodbye, my alma mater who raised me for six years!

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In the hot summer, the clump of green bristlegrass stood quietly in the corner. At the far end of a gorgeous flower, it looks so humble and inconspicuous. A breeze blew and the ground was full of colorful dances. Only this withered clump of green bristlegrass will always hold its head high and quietly face the wind.

Just a few days after the graduation exam, teachers and classmates are very nervous. The teacher flew into a rage and looked for review questions for us everywhere. The students are overwhelmed by the daily homework and the teacher's urging, complaining again and again, but they still study hard.

Students feel that if they fail in the exam, then we are sorry for the care of our parents for more than ten years and the hard training of our teachers for six years. Thought of here, our hearts can't help trembling. Our brains are a mess. This is that the moonlight is not as bright as it used to be, but it becomes a little gray. The cicada's cry is not nice, and it's annoying. The clock rang again, as if urging us to go to bed quickly. It's late at night, but I'm still thinking about the exam with a pen in my hand.

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Unforgettable memories

Six years of primary school, countless things have happened, some happy, some sad, some painful, some funny. I forgot most of it, but there is one thing I can't forget.

That was in the second grade, but I still remember it vividly. That night, somehow, I suddenly had a high fever and my parents were on a business trip again. There was no one at home, so I had to take some antipyretic and lie in bed thinking that I would be fine the next day. The next day, people were not only hot, but also groggy and miserable I had to pick up my cell phone and ask the teacher for a day off.

After texting, I went back to bed and waited for my father to take me to the hospital when he came back from a business trip.

At noon, half asleep, I suddenly heard the doorbell ring at the door: maybe my father came back early. I jumped out of bed and opened the door for my father. However, when I opened the door, I saw not my father, but the head teacher of our class: Miss Lin.

"Teacher, why are you here? . "I don't understand. "Didn't you say you were ill? I came to see you. " The teacher touched my forehead. "Oh, my forehead is very hot. Go and have a rest first. " I'm sleepy, too, so I went back to bed with a' well'. At noon, I felt that people were not so miserable. I opened my sleepy eyes and saw the teacher's busy back. I took a closer look and found that the teacher was looking for medicine for me.

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At one o'clock in the afternoon, the teacher gently woke me up and said, "I'm going to class first." I have prepared a meal for you. Eat when you are hungry. "

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Although it has been a long time, the teacher's moist like spring rain has made me unforgettable. It taught me to help others when they are sick or in trouble.

Ten years of trees, a hundred years of tree people; You will never forget your kindness.