I have you along the way, so I am willing to suffer.
-A thank-you letter from the graduating class monitor to his alma mater.
? It is another year of college entrance examination season, 20 18 college entrance examination. We are no longer spectators, but actors.
I'm Li Anjing, monitor of Class 20 15 1 in Juxian No.1 Middle School. The moment I received the college admission notice, my heart could not be calm for a long time. For me, this notice has drawn a perfect ending for my youth and opened up a new road for my life. Three years of high school time flies, at this moment, I saw countless familiar pictures, like movies, passing through my life frame by frame.
? On June 20 17, the school opened an experimental class of liberal arts, and the results of the placement made our class teacher pull a long face all day. The liberal arts class ranked 97th, and the whole county 18 belonged to other schools. Although the progress is tortuous, the final result is gratifying. 20 1 Grade 51Class All the students always insist on one step at a time and make unremitting efforts. Our teacher always adheres to the spirit of never giving up. God never mistreats those who work hard. Such a long effort is a satisfactory answer. 20 18 college entrance examination, all 43 students in our class passed the undergraduate control line, 42 students passed the self-enrollment control line, 8 students went to 985 colleges, and 165438 and above passed the college entrance examination. Jing Wong and Tang Wei were allowed to go to Hong Kong respectively. We have created an impossible miracle with our own efforts, added a glorious stroke to the history of a Chinese subject, and successfully completed the task entrusted to us by our school. For the 20 18 college entrance examination, I remember a sentence by President Song, "The harder you work, the luckier you are"!
1 class, grade 20 15, this caring group will always be remembered in our hearts. I still remember the sound of reading that we started at 6: 40, and I can't forget the excitement we couldn't restrain before the big recess. I remember physical education class's ten boys in our class sweating profusely on the court, and I can't forget our gossip and chat in the dormitory. I wonder if there will be spicy chicken in the canteen, mosquitoes in the dormitory, peacocks in Wenxin Lake, and how many civilized fruits will be carved in Longshan. In the future, we will be scattered in the ends of the earth, Shandong, Shenzhen, Tianjin, Jiangsu, Hebei, Inner Mongolia, Xinjiang, Northeast China, Chongqing, Hainan, Hunan and Zhejiang ... But I believe that no matter where we are, we will remember these three years, as pure as the fog beads condensed by lilies in the morning.
The love of classmates is one of the most sincere feelings in the world, and meeting in this life is the best gift from heaven. Meeting is fate, thanks to three years of meeting and knowing each other, it is your three years of mutual companionship and support that have made us who we are today. On the way to school, your encouragement and help turned that thorny road into Wan Li, which was no longer daunting. Thank you to all the students in Class 20 15 1! I only hope that in the future, we can all be safe, happy and successful in our studies.
What moved me and thanked me most in the past three years was the teacher who paid silently. If we are compared to catkins dancing with the wind, then No.1 Middle School is our fertile soil. Teachers are towering trees deeply rooted in this land, and we will leave one day after absorbing nutrients. As for the teacher, she embraced our tender heart three years ago, and held up our mature dream with her shoulders three years later. We move forward step by step, just like kites. At that time, the teacher will hold the thread high in his hand. From then on, let's jump on the sea and let birds fly in the sky. But I know that the invisible thread closely ties us with the teacher, which is our attachment to the teacher and the ardent expectation of the teacher.
? Dear teacher, the figure of you correcting homework in the office has become the most beautiful scenery that I can never shake away in my heart. I always want to smooth your frown. The new white hair on your head makes me feel sour. 1 class teachers are under more pressure. The greater the expectations of our school, the heavier your burden. Miss Zhou, a Chinese teacher, is always so patient and looks like a gentleman in my heart. You correct our compositions again and again, and emphasize the importance of ancient poetry again and again, which will give us a warm reminder when the weather changes. Your's erudition and warmth make us have a deeper love for China people. Because a person fell in love with a course, and because of teacher Zhang Xianjuan, we fell in love with mathematics. You always say that you are crazy, leading us a group of study idiots, top students. It is you who make mathematics no longer boring. We will always remember the way you were criticized but still encouraged us when we failed in the exam, and I will never forget your sobs at the graduation ceremony. We love you forever. Teacher Cui Meiling, senior one, you let us successfully pass the math connection from junior high school to senior high school, and let us have a preliminary appreciation of the magic of senior high school mathematics. I remember your patience and happiness when we asked you questions. We have never forgotten you, and we are forever grateful to you. Miss Dong Xiumei, senior one, you always answer questions with a smile. A song before English class every day has become your symbol. In just one semester, our friendship with you will remain unchanged. You have maternal brilliance. Meeting your short teacher on the third floor of senior three is full of our deepest affection for you. Wang Xiaohui, a second-grade teacher, your girl's heart makes us feel your deepest voice. You meticulously correct your homework and take your work seriously, which makes us respect. I still remember the Jianda chocolate you gave us. It was so sweet. Thank you for your company and teaching in the past year. Meng Fanjuan, a senior three teacher, is a northeast female. I like your humorous and careless personality, your trustworthy company that you often talk about, and our laughter in English class. I remember the English movies we watched together, which made us create a miracle. The average English score was 130. We are fascinated by your description of the Northeast, and we admire your teaching ability. Brother Dong, the second teacher, the head teacher and the teacher always bring us the most laughter. Since the establishment of 1 class, we all know that your still has a heavy burden, but you have never been angry with us. You just encourage us and comfort us. You are never absent from almost every self-study class, and we are used to your company. You have arranged our study and life very carefully. The stars come in the morning and go to Dai Yue at night, which may be the truest portrayal of your life. You are an expert in teaching, an excellent class teacher and a pioneer in geography. Every time I think about your sentence, what should I do tomorrow night? I usually accompany you to study at night, and my eyes get wet. Teacher Li Xixi, we are honored to be your close disciple. For us, you didn't hesitate to run between No.1 Middle School and the Education Bureau. You should have enjoyed doing only teaching and research on weekends, but you accompanied us to brush the questions in our weekend classes. My admiration for you is the driving force for my love of politics from grade one to grade three. It's really no exaggeration to describe you as a big coffee in politics. You are the male god that I will never forget. Thank you for your persistence for three years, and let us have no regrets in high school. Teacher Xu Jiajun, in just half a semester, we have seen your responsibility and seriousness. You have done your best and dedicated yourself to our class. We will never forget that you always bend over in the office to prepare lessons, and you accompany us to analyze every exam. We will always remember your seriousness and responsibility. Thank you for your hard work. Teacher He Yujie, we always secretly call you Sister He in private. You are very considerate. Your knowledge and conversation make me want to be a person like you. You are full of poetry and self-esteem. You used your self-restraint to let us really understand the meaning of this sentence. Your keen and accumulated history has made our history so happy and relaxed, and your own personality charm has captured our hearts. Being an elegant and educated woman is probably an important philosophy that I learned from you and has influenced my life. Teacher Deng, after one year's company and three years' acquaintance, your teaching ability is obvious to all. Handsome history teacher, free and easy to historical time and historical events, admire us very much. You are always methodical in your work, and you will carefully analyze every achievement. You are tireless and patient in answering questions, which shows the brilliance of a teacher's love for work. Your last farewell letter made us feel grateful to you.
Three-foot platform, three-inch tongue and three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums; Ten years of trees, ten years of wind and rain, and a hundred thousand pillars. All the teachers in class 20 15/kloc-0, your's voice and smile are the most beautiful scenery in our hearts, your earnest and responsible attitude is the guarantee of our success, and your warm greetings are the supporting force for us to move forward in the future life. The old class said that all the teachers in Class 20 15 1 have been there, silently supporting us behind our backs. We also want to say, thank you, teacher, for your company for three years, for your inculcation, for making us the best ourselves, thank you, thank you! Please let me say to you on behalf of all our classmates: Teacher, you have worked hard! 20 15, 1 class, we will definitely go home often!
Everyone has a male god, and that is our headmaster Song. You are noble but friendly. We are very moved by your bending down to pick up garbage. You helped the students draw water, you stood downstairs waiting for the students in the infirmary, and your glowing speech under the national flag became our fond memories of No.1 Middle School. Your expectation and support for our class and your greatest encouragement to our class have become the torch on the road to the college entrance examination and the benchmark of our life. Thank you for your trust and support, your company and expectation, and your contribution to us. Thank you for coming all the way, dear President Song!
Three years ago, I entered No.1 Middle School with longing for high school. Today, three years later, I left No.1 Middle School with sadness and attachment. No.1 Middle School has given us the broadest platform and the best learning resources. It's a miracle that we took the college entrance examination at 20 18 in No.1 Middle School. Thanks to the alma mater, thanks to No.1 Middle School, bearing the dreams of countless students. May the future of our No.1 Middle School be better and better!
I can't forget the grass and trees in one middle school, the kind smile of President Song, the humor of the head teacher, the serious and responsible teacher, and the best you in the most beautiful years. I'm still not used to the fact that we have graduated. When I wake up, I always feel that I'm still in the dormitory of No.1 Middle School. In the farewell, there are both reluctance to the past and vague expectations for the future. When I was a teenager, I sang loudly, lost in Long song, and let my youth dream bloom without regret. Forgive my thousand words. Finally, there is only one sentence: thank you for your company and support along the way. Wang Guowei once said: Look at the flowers on the tree today, not last year. But I believe: No matter how many seasons the flowers bloom, the towering tree in No.1 Middle School will grow new branches and be lush forever.