Memory composition of sixth grade in primary school
The hall of junior high school is desirable, but junior high school also means the distance of primary school, and this short and beautiful time is gone forever.
My campus is a fairyland surrounded by green trees, and the air is as fresh as washed. There is a clear pond-the world of tadpoles; There are lush banyan trees-a sparrow's paradise; There are patches of grass, and the grass swings and dances together. I remember the corner of the campus, and I remember all the changes that have accompanied me in these six years: there are artistic walls and colorful manhole covers. But when I come back here when I grow up, I will still know what the campus is like. Will I remember?
Will my memory stay here after many years? I have been taught by many teachers for six years, and I can't count them. I forgot all the kindergarten teachers. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that after many years, I will forget you, too. When I made a mistake, the teacher severely criticized the concern behind it; Teacher's congratulations when I won the prize; I can't guarantee that I will always remember the most precious memories of my progress, because I thought I could remember the teachers all my life, but I will always remember them in my notebook to remind me that I had such a carefree and happy time.
Whenever laughter and laughter linger in my ears, I think of my classmates who have lived together for six years. Although some of them have only known each other for a year, the friendship between classmates is equally valuable. Now every classmate's face is deeply imprinted in my mind, but I am afraid that knowledge in the future will crowd out their position in the brain. When mom and dad talked about primary school, they forgot everything. Will I forget all the good things that have happened like them?
No I don't. I don't want to forget the joys and sorrows of these six years and every exciting moment. I will keep the words of my classmates and teachers in mind, and I will make them memories that I can never erase.
Six years of primary school life is coming to an end, and how many beautiful memories will remain in my mind forever. How naive and lovely our childhood is contained here! What impressed me most was this incident. ...
At that time, I was still in the fourth grade, and it was Teacher Liu who taught us math. He is responsible, knowledgeable and amiable, and we all like his classes. But Mr. Liu also has a small shortcoming: he likes smoking. Teacher Liu jokingly said,' I prepare lessons at night because of this' old friend' to refresh myself. "We listened with respect. Alas, dear teacher Liu, you can't smoke any more. You can drink tea to refresh yourself, or you will collapse.
So, Monkey, Pig, Zhi Duo Xing, the monitor and I held an "emergency meeting of the president" to discuss how to make Mr. Liu quit smoking. "Zhi Duo Xing" blinked his naughty eyes and said, "I think I'd better buy that." "What? You are quick to say. " We urged. "This is ...". After listening to this, the monitor smiled happily: "Great." I am a little worried: "Will it be smashed?" "No problem!"
"Pig Bajie" blushed and bought a "precious" gift. The monitor spread out the paper and drew a cartoon: a fierce woman is scolding a man who smokes, with the title "Untitled" and wrote a line: "Quit smoking quickly, or everyone will be angry". After we finished, we wrapped the "precious" gift with this paper, sent the "beautiful monkey" to the office and put it on Teacher Liu's desk.
On the fourth day, Teacher Liu said to everyone, "Students, I declare that I will quit smoking from now on. It was a gift from a classmate that woke me up. " We looked at each other nervously, and in our hearts, "Hu Aiping" played a small drum. "Liu, who sent it? What gift is it? " A classmate asked. Teacher Liu blushed. Maybe he thought of the masterpiece. He murmured, "this is ... four packs of quit smoking candy, which was sent by monitor xx." Wow, the whole class laughed. The monitor tripped over his face and bowed his head. We spat at each other and laughed happily.
Later. We realized that the teacher recognized the monitor's unique and beautiful handwriting. Can a naive childlike innocence fool a teacher who gets along day and night?
I laugh at "Puwei" every time I think of it. What a lovely childhood world, what wonderful memories!
Memories of the sixth grade of primary school 3 We will soon leave the school where we have lived for six years, bid farewell to the teachers and classmates who get along with each other day and night, and enter a new school. We have a beautiful campus, but what I like best is Class 62 on the second floor.
In this classroom, there are a group of lively and lovely pupils. Boys are ok, girls are beautiful. They study together to celebrate a student's birthday in the classroom every day and cry happily together. But they don't unite, and when they encounter difficulties, they put the blame on others one by one.
What impressed me most was that we were scolded by Li School from morning till night. In the morning, it was because the things on the table were not cleaned up. Back in class, the boy put the blame on the girl, and the girl said it wasn't us, so the boy and the girl quarreled. I think we are a collective. We should not shirk our responsibilities, but face difficulties together. When you encounter difficulties, face them directly.
Now I begin to think of my little friend, the strange understanding of senior one and senior two. The third grade became friends, the fourth grade became sisters, the fifth grade became girlfriends, and the sixth grade was dissolved with a paper and an exam. Thank you for your help in the past six years. I still remember that we were in the dormitory, Eva performed antics for us, and we wrote poems together. We were really eight talented women. We wrote the lyrics. We are singers. These things flashed through my mind.
After experiencing spring, summer, autumn and winter, we will start a new journey next year. Please don't be afraid to bid farewell to the beautiful fairy tale of youth. We are all grown up. I will always remember my classmates in Class 62. Finally, I wish you all success in junior high school and a happy life in junior high school! See you next time!
Memories of the sixth grade in primary school 4 Time always passes so fast, and the days are always drifting away unconsciously, which makes people want to stop. Only day and night can I know that a day has passed and a new day has come ... In a blink of an eye, my primary school life of six years is coming to an end, but my mind is always full of bits and pieces of primary school life.
Primary school life not only allows us to gain knowledge, but also waits for happiness. Primary school life is carefree, with teachers to solve fights, classmates to help, and parents to take responsibility. Doing something wrong will only be scolded and condemned at most. In case of difficulties, parents and teachers will help you ...
I still remember when I first entered school. I came to this new school with strangeness and fear. As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw hundreds of students wearing neat and clean school uniforms greeting others everywhere. As soon as I entered the classroom, my classmates stared at me with curious eyes, and I felt a sense of fear again. The teacher even asked me to introduce myself in front of the whole class. I stood up, my legs were shaking, my hands were holding my clothes, and I began to speak "My name is ……XXX". I feel like an ant when I say this.
The teacher came up to me without blaming me. She touched my shoulder with warm hands and said in warm words, "Don't be nervous. The students are looking forward to hearing your perfect introduction. This is something that every freshman must do. Relax, you can do it! " My classmates also said to me, "Come on!" With the encouragement of teachers and classmates, I have enough courage to introduce myself loudly again. This time I succeeded. Say that finish, immediately there was a storm of applause in the classroom.
What is unforgettable so far is that in the past six years, I don't know how many difficulties I have encountered and how much I am sad. But when I was in trouble, all my classmates came to me to help me solve the problem; When I am sad, there are always classmates around to comfort my sad heart.
Recalling the dribs and drabs of primary school in the past six years, and thinking of the students who will leave soon after graduation, tears in their eyes can't help but flow down. ...
Memories of the sixth grade composition in primary school 5 Time flies. Unconsciously, six years of wonderful primary school time have passed, and now it is almost time for the quiz. Looking back, we are really reluctant to part.
I remember it was in kindergarten. Since then, the children in my class and I have always looked at the dilapidated school with curious eyes. With the arrival of my sixth birthday, I finally went to primary school! My young heart is full of happiness. In class, we study hard, like a young bud, greedily absorb the sunshine and rain, and thrive. That was my happiest year. Until now, I can recite the schedule at that time. I remember one day, when we came to school, the originally muddy playground seemed to be reborn and turned into a neat and clean asphalt pavement! Looking again, many people are rushing to spray things on the playground. Oh, so the school is transforming the playground for us. Our hearts were filled with gratitude at once. Every time my parents pass by the school, I can always hear their amazing praise. At this time, my heart will be full of pride. It seems that it is not the school that is praised, but me. With the growth of my age, I learned how to get along with my classmates, how to treat people, and the truth of being a man, and gained a wealth of knowledge. I grew up in repeated study, and unconsciously forged a deep affection with my alma mater! Every moment, when I mention experimental primary school, the word "elegance" will come to my eyes. I can't help crying when I think of the advanced multimedia classroom, the "elegant" school spirit that the school has been adhering to, the teachers' inculcation, and the enthusiastic help of my classmates. The teacher once said in class, "there is only one month left, and the teacher is leaving you." So you should study hard and pay close attention to every class, so that the teacher will think of which classmate will have a good impression in the future. " Although the teacher pretends that the wind is light and the clouds are light, I don't know that many students are quietly holding back their tears below! Friendship between teachers and students, is a few words enough?
In another month, I will leave this big family that has lived for six years. I am very sad, but what I can repay my alma mater is to get good grades in the exam. I will also work hard in this respect, and I will live up to the training of my alma mater in the past six years and the teachers!
Six years have passed, and I still remember everything. The memory of six years is like a brand, which is deeply imprinted in my heart. ...
I think I will never forget the oolong incident in my childhood. I remember a fire fighting performance, or when I was in the first grade of primary school. The school suddenly caught fire, and the teachers shouted, "Fire! Please come to the teaching building and playground quickly! " The students rushed to the playground. The teacher missed us in Doby and said, "You're out. Where's your schoolbag? " Who knew we were so stupid? We rushed back to get our schoolbags. ...
Of course, there are many things that win glory for the class, and the sports meeting is one of them. There was a parade at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, and our class was the worst. At that time, when I was young, I had a runny nose and I was confident when I walked with my hands and feet. The teacher walked beside us, and I overheard other teachers say to our teacher, "You are dressed so beautifully and neatly, how can you bring out such a group of students?" The teacher smiled awkwardly. ...
In these six years, we have experienced many ups and downs, and finally we said goodbye with a smile ... Maybe it's nothing to leave our alma mater when I was a child, but after all, this alma mater has been with us for six years ... Now we are going to graduate, I wonder if we will meet again and meet old friends in the future. Just admit it. We have been together for six years, and every good friend's words and deeds are firmly engraved in our deepest hearts. ...
Teacher, you may not remember me, because you have contacted another group of students and are working hard for their studies.
You, a teacher who came to town from a remote place in the ancient battlefield of Chibi, have been teaching for twenty years. I am honored to be your student. In the fifth grade, the teacher ignored us at all, and let our poor class, which is well-known in the second primary school, go on like this. No teacher in the second primary school is willing to teach us. You took over our class. When you came, you only said one thing: I am afraid that the class is not good, and I am afraid that the disciplined students in this class will turn a blind eye. This sentence cheered us up, because the former teacher had long lost confidence, and naturally we didn't want to learn. With the teacher's words, a loose sand has become a huge sand ball, and a broken jar has been repaired into a perfect jar, which is all your credit.
There are more than 60 people in our class, and there are very few notebooks every time. You didn't get angry, but you talked to us one by one. After listening to it one by one, we learned a lot, which proves that you have learned this lesson well and really understood it.
Thank you, Mr. Huang. He has done everything for us!
Looking at the picture in front of me with a bright smile, I can't help thinking of Peach Blossom Island.
In my impression, Peach Blossom Island is a small island full of peach blossoms and surrounded by the sea, but after I went there, I found that there were no peach blossoms at all, only a few fake peach trees, and it was a small town. It was not until we arrived at Angel Peak that we knew that Peach Blossom Island was named not because there were peach blossoms here, but because of the unique peach blossom stone on the island. I carefully observe the peach blossom stone, and it turns out that there are peach blossom-like patterns on the stone, which are as lifelike as those carved on it. It was formed after hundreds of millions of years of crustal changes.
Then, we visited Angel Peak. We came to Longtan Waterfall and heard the sound of the waterfall before we approached it. I have seen the waterfall of Jiufeng Mountain, which descended from the sky like a dragon, very spectacular; Ye Heqiu's waterfalls are small and numerous, and they are a waterfall group; On the other hand, the waterfalls in Anji Peak are different. Seen from the side, it is like a beautiful rainbow unfolding before our eyes, dazzling!
In the afternoon, we came to the condor studio. Oh, I know that many TV plays are shot here. A short reception can make a bustling street with no end; A room can be photographed as the residence of different families ... the beautiful lakes and mountains make people linger!
Time to go home again. The cruise ship gradually left the dock. Goodbye, island! Goodbye, sea!
Good memories will always be revealed inadvertently, and precious photos will always record the bits and pieces of our lives. Life is so colorful!
Memories of the sixth grade composition in primary school 9. Six years in primary school passed so fast. I haven't prepared everything yet, and she has already left. My alma mater, you made me secretly cry in the middle of the night. I can't forget your life. I will remember all this again!
In the first grade, we still love to cry, and we can't live without our mother. Under the care of the teacher, we stopped crying and started every day. As soon as we get used to the school environment, we will take the final exam of Grade Two. After the exam, it is another hot summer vacation. School started again, and no more children cried, so we became strong. /kloc-We in Grade 0/2 are naive, just like a blank sheet of paper. We are carefree, carefree and happy to spend every day.
In the third grade, English was added to our examination scope. At first, the students were very curious and couldn't wait to go home from school and check English online. The next day, they dragged English words to the whole class, but this curiosity soon passed, and the students became more and more annoyed, because they had to add another subject to review and sighed every day. In the fourth grade, there was no canteen in the school, so we began to eat lunch boxes. I still remember the delicious rice and delicious dishes. It's really hard to forget!
In the fifth grade, the teacher began to be nervous, and of course this atmosphere also melted into the classroom. There is still one year to go to the sixth grade, and it will soon be the graduation class. There are no more students laughing in the class, and the atmosphere is extremely tense. Sixth grade, in the terrible sixth grade, is coming. We have self-study in the evening and can't go home until six in the afternoon. With so much homework, we can't sleep until after ten o'clock every day. However, alumni records are also for everyone to see. In order to keep in touch with you in the future, we invite students to write after class. Of course, every student cherishes this friendship and will not refuse.
In the past six years, I have buried the memory behind me in my mind, and I will never forget her! My alma mater! My classmate! One day, we will meet again!
How common and familiar the word "school" is!
A person must experience at least six years of primary school life. Although my school is unremarkable, it affects my heart. I am proud of its past, proud of its present and willing to contribute my strength to its future.
I remember when I first entered the gate of my alma mater, I was still an ignorant doll. Now, I know a lot of words. I can sing, dance and draw-all these are the testimony of our teacher's hard work in training and education, and I can't do without you.
Spring came, and the teacher led us to the campus to find spring. The campus is new. You see, the crape myrtle tree is blooming brightly, just like a little girl showing us her heyday. They are as white as clouds, just like brides in wedding dresses. Maple gave birth to Hong Haier; Boxwood's hair is more shiny-in summer, on the scorching campus, we still play wildly on the big lawn. When we are tired of playing, let the evergreen pine trees keep out the sun and bring us shade. In autumn, leaves are fluttering, like golden butterflies flying in the air. It's very beautiful. We are playing with butterflies. In winter, the campus is covered with heavy snow. We like to have snowball fights on the big lawn. Our hands are red with cold, but we are still very happy. You seem to have seen our little red hands again. Please ask Grandpa Sun to keep us warm.
Alma mater, I am about to leave you, and a thousand words can't express my attachment to you. Every corner of the campus is full of classmates' laughter, singing and piano sounds ..... As graduating students, we will cherish these days. These years together will always be the warmest memories in my heart.