Sixth grade graduation composition 1 Dear teachers and students,
Good afternoon everyone!
I'm Chen Luojia from Class 6, Grade 6. I want to thank my teachers and classmates for giving me this opportunity to communicate. At this point, my heart is very excited. Time flies, it has been almost two years since I came to Germany. I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I came to Deyang Foreign Language Primary School from the primary school directly under Zhongjiang. When I saw the magnificent buildings, first-class facilities and lovely lawns in the suburbs of Germany, I felt extremely excited and proud as a German. When I am happy, I am a little worried. Deyang Foreign Language Primary School, as its name implies, wants to learn English. But my English foundation is relatively poor. I'm always worried about being strong. In the first English class, we learned knowledge from playing and eliminated my fear of English. So, I became interested in English and couldn't help liking it. From then on, in class, I will listen to the teacher carefully and raise my hand boldly to measure words. After returning home, I often listen to tapes and read English for 20 minutes every morning. Through my own efforts, my English level has improved!
I got full marks in the first monthly exam!
I jumped up happily and established confidence in learning English well. Until today, I have always insisted on learning in this way.
My math scores are average. I think mathematics is a difficult and boring course. When I arrived in Germany, under the guidance of my teacher, my view on mathematics changed and I thought it was an interesting lesson. I am full of illusions about digital games, and my interest in mathematics is growing. Every time I do a question, I will read it, analyze it, and understand the meaning of the question before writing it. In order to study math better, I signed up for the Olympics class. I never regard learning special skills as killing time. In my study, there are often some questions that I don't understand. I always humbly ask my classmates or teachers for advice. Until you figure it out. Sometimes, I will find some extracurricular problems, ponder them carefully and improve my thinking ability.
I also learn Chinese with this correct attitude and hard work. In class, under the guidance of the teacher, I will express my views in an endless stream, and sometimes even argue with the teacher about a problem until I blush. I often have a lot of ink balls when I do my homework, which is caused by my impetuous habit. The teacher told me that "slow work makes fine work", so I must think carefully before I start writing and write carefully when I start writing. Now my writing style is great. In order to improve our writing ability, under the guidance of teachers, we "make friends with good books" and exchange extracurricular books between students. I swim in the sea of books, often accumulate touching sentences, and learn many writing methods in simple or beautiful articles. In this way, my writing ability has also improved a lot.
In the third week of school, when I was running for the class committee, I became a "study committee member" with honor. Later, he served as "squadron leader" and "brigade Committee". At work, whenever I encounter difficulties, I will ask my teacher for advice. In addition, my ability is getting stronger and stronger, and I have become a teacher's effective "little assistant". But my personality is stubborn, and sometimes I am isolated in class. This makes my job a little difficult sometimes. At this time, the teacher always told me how to care, understand and understand my classmates, how to unite my classmates, and how to be a "humane and prestigious" class Committee. According to the teacher's method, I have more contact with my classmates and everyone can understand me better. I am happier than before and have more and more friends. So I want to tell my classmates: it's not that a leopard cannot change its spots. As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron bar is ground into a needle. "Really, I want to tell my mother proudly that I am no longer the little girl who worries her and only cares about her feelings.
Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I am in grade six and will graduate soon. For my bright future, I should study harder and live up to the expectations of teachers and parents. I still keep vigorous energy in learning and seeking the most useful methods. I am more patient and careful than before. At the same time, tell yourself never to participate in boring disputes and fearless comparisons.
Of course, no matter how nervous you are studying, you should put "physical and mental health" in the first place. So in life, it is also good to keep enough sleep. How can you study hard without a good sleep? That's what I did. Every noon and evening, as soon as I ring the doorbell, I get into bed, face the wall and fall asleep soon. If you really can't sleep, just close your eyes, which is also refreshing!
So there will be spiritual practice in the morning and afternoon. Not only that, I take an active part in exercise in the morning and never get lazy. When eating, I will try to eat some nutritious vegetables that I don't like. I really hate drinking milk and eating eggs. But the teacher asked us to eat eggs and drink milk every morning and taught us how to do it. Every time you eat, take a bite of the egg, then take a sip of milk and swallow it. Now, I'm used to it and my health is getting better and better!
As a class committee, you should not only be yourself, but also drive the whole class. If you want to drive the whole class, you have to make your classmates obey you. If you want your classmates to obey you, you must be a good example to your classmates and try to be the best anywhere. So I am going to organize my classmates to read early every morning, and I will urge those students who often fall behind in their homework. I will dare to stop some bad behaviors, as long as my method is right, I will stick to it.
Students, seize today! Let us remember that "it takes hard work to lead a horse in the future, Mo Longxue sighs!"
thank you
Time flies and never looks back. In a blink of an eye, I have changed from an innocent and happy girl to a junior high school student who is about to enter the middle school gate. I have lived in my alma mater for six years and have formed a deep friendship with my classmates. Sometimes if you don't see them for a day, you will feel unaccustomed. Yes, we have long been used to each other's existence, and no one will be willing to part at first sight.
Everyone pretended not to know after graduation. Those days are really hard to forget. Graduation alumni records are flying all over the sky. After class, the whole class was silent. Everyone was writing an alumni record. I don't know why, I feel this moment seems to be fixed in my memory forever, and I have an impulse to cry. Suddenly, someone shouted, I finally finished! At this time, a girl smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have another one here!" " "The boy sat down silently without saying a word, took the classmate's record and wrote it.
On the last day, after we got the results, the Chinese teacher said, "Goodbye, classmates!" " "A simple sentence made us more than we could bear. The girls present cried, and many boys were red-eyed. ...
In this way, we graduated. According to graduation photo, we put up with our sadness and shouted eggplant at the camera with a smile. Time also stopped here. ...
The sixth grade graduation composition 3 is about to graduate. Six years will soon pass, and the last sand in the hourglass will fall out. We often say that graduation is far away, but we will soon go our separate ways. Please remember that we are in the same class.
That summer, the whole class sat around the lawn and cheered for the class athletes. That winter, everyone actively made suggestions for the campus reading club and fought for the class. That year, we ran for the campus.
In the classroom, the sound of fans, writing and turning pages seems to have become a habit. These voices will not stop, and the pace of our study will gradually accelerate and never stop. We gradually learned to be silent and cherish time like gold. The pressure of study makes us breathless.
A few months later, it was another crazy summer. We are about to graduate. I still remember when I was a child, we ran around the campus with red scarves. I still remember that every time the monitor told everyone to be quiet, someone would sing the opposite. I still remember that the blackboard that I couldn't reach had to be padded with chairs. We can't wait for summer to come slowly. When the headmaster said it was the shortest semester, all the other grades were cheering, but we didn't make a sound.
I'm afraid I'm not used to it without your class. I'm afraid I will habitually turn around and find that it's not you sitting there. I'm afraid I'll accidentally pass through the corridor and never see you again. I'm afraid there's a lot of noise around, and none of it is from you. Reality tells us that we still have to separate. When salty liquid gushes from our eyes, when we reach out to hug others, only parting is in front of us.
Slowly, we developed a tacit understanding. We knew whose notebook it was at a glance, and the whole class just laughed. As time goes on, we are constantly changing. I want to go back to the naive time and do it again. Time always flies by. Our joys and sorrows in the past six years have been preserved by a thing called memory. Every time I see a name and write a word, I am recording the passage of time. Time, can you walk slowly? I want to see those friends together again. Time, can I ask you to look back and see how beautiful we are?
Forty-six years have passed. This year, my primary school career is over. Since then, our students have stepped into the gate of middle school with one foot. Think of the ups and downs of the past; Think of wonderful games again and again; Think of those friends who are like brothers. Are we happy, sad or ...
When I left, I was deeply impressed by the furnishings in the class. There are many awards on the awards wall. No matter whether it is the first place or the third place, we have earned it with hard work and sweat. The most unforgettable thing is probably the competition with singing in the class not long ago. Because my microphone has no sound, the students are not discouraged, but we must win the first place again, but will we have a second competition? Entering the classroom, a large blackboard left countless traces of chalk, the teacher's hard sweat, and the teacher wrote on the blackboard day and night. Isn't this all for us?
At the graduation ceremony, Mr. Zheng gave us a graduation speech. Every word the teacher said was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every classmate, and a song was also played. I only remember that song is really the best song I have ever heard! This is Little Tiger's "Goodbye"! Hearing this song, many of us left tears, and I was also very sad at that time. Recalling the kindness of the teachers, the concern of the students and the beauty of the campus, the teachers personally issued graduation certificates for us, and the teachers were comforting every student. At that time, we were all very sad because we didn't want to graduate and wanted to stay in Class Two, Grade Six forever!
Now I'm going to junior high school! What should be left is our gratitude and nostalgia for the elementary school attached to Justin. ...
Sixth grade graduation composition 5 fleeting years. Six years of primary school, in a hurry, fleeting.
From school to now, we have spent a long and happy six years in this-Dongfanghong Primary School. At this time, my heart is full of the past.
I remember when I first entered the school, our dear class teacher, Mr. Hu, just came to this school like us. You were a junior high school teacher before you came to this school again. Your heart melted in front of our naive smiling faces, but when you see our little mistakes, you will help us correct them, and you will not give up our discipline because we are children.
I still remember that three years ago, I was unfortunately hit by a motorcycle and broke my bone. At that time, I wanted to cry, and I felt like my life was gloomy. At this moment, you appeared. You and your classmates sent one good wish after another. I smiled happily. It turns out that I still have so many people who care! I lost a health, but gained the friendship and precious true feelings of my classmates.
I still remember the sports meeting some time ago. It was a sunny day, and the athletes ran in the sun, spilling their energy all over the campus. I stood at the window of the studio, with countless words in my heart: Come on, Class 2 18! Class 2 18 will win! 2 18 ... when everyone was running the relay race, I hurried downstairs and looked at everyone's firm eyes. I suddenly feel full of confidence-our class will win! In the end, we won the first place in the grade. I cheered in my heart: yeah! Won! Class 2 18 is the strongest!
The days of primary school are like red leaves, blown down by autumn wind; The days of primary school are like the moon, covered by clouds; Primary school days are like the earth, covered with winter snow. We should bid farewell to the red scarf and welcome the call of the group emblem.
Goodbye, dear alma mater; Goodbye, dear teacher; Goodbye, lovely students!
The life of the first five years of primary school is vivid in my mind, and the pictures are gradually connected in series, forming a story full of laughter and laughter, until I see six characters of Class 5, Grade 6 in my exercise book. I know, I should be in the sixth grade.
The sixth grade, like a dividing line, can't be as naughty as before. I'm going to grow up! I want to be a role model for my brothers and sisters! Time flies, the sun flies, everything, I'm not ready yet, so sudden, surprising and worrying.
Looking at the separation of the seniors who have graduated, I felt a little sad in my heart. Everyone knows that there will be many parting days like today, and we are not far away!
I used to fantasize about growing up to be a big brother in grade six every day, just like the song "I want to graduate when I enter school, but I can't sleep because I lose my friendship" sung in Never Say Goodbye. When this moment comes, I don't want to grow up. Facing the entrance exam, saying goodbye to my friends ... all kinds of difficulties await me.
However, the reality must be accepted. During the summer vacation, we can't play games as before. We should take good care of ourselves, face the test of starting school, make good preparations and give full play to our true level. The first basic exam is like a war. Students are both teammates and opponents, competing for good grades.
As the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I must surpass my brothers and sisters, study hard and strive for a good grade in the exam. Who doesn't know that the sixth grade is very hard? Who doesn't know, the sixth grade is a graduating class. Who does not know that the sixth grade will give up a lot of time to play and study hard.
The seventh article of the sixth grade graduation composition is about to graduate from primary school. We have gone through six years of struggle and achieved good results. After graduating from primary school, in a blink of an eye, the wonderful six years I spent in this alma mater were taken away by time.
After graduating from primary school, there are happiness and sadness. Happily, we are going to junior high school. Sadly, we have to leave these teachers and classmates. Remember our old party? The students transferred to another school to attend the farewell party. This is a good time, isn't it? But, but how long will we be apart? Six years! A long time. If you graduate, no one will be reluctant. In the first book of the sixth grade, I cried for graduation, but some classmates advised me not to cry. What's the use of crying? Will eventually separate. No matter how to stop it, I won't let time stop in these six years.
Primary school for six years, every minute and every second has not been used up, wasting a lot of time. Six years. Let's get this straight. "Time flies, the sun and the moon fly", how many six years are there in life? For six years, we have cried, laughed, fought and quarreled together. But none of this will affect our friendship. I will cherish every moment now, and I won't let time pass in vain!
Our childhood footprints, left on the campus path; Laughing and singing, stay in the classroom. In these six years, I have learned a lot and learned a lot. Thank the teacher for teaching me so many things. Thank you for spending so much time with me!
The sixth grade graduation composition 8 will graduate in a blink of an eye, and our classmates who have been together for six years will embark on a new road to study. The remaining days are numbered. Friends who have been together for six years may be separated. It's really a pleasure to think about our six-year life together.
From grade one to the present, I recall the past one by one, just like yesterday. The biggest gain in six years is the accumulation of knowledge, but my childhood classmates and friends are more important to me. Although the temperament of good friends is somewhat different, we are always congenial and inseparable. Su Hao, a classmate, is shy. He Hao's personality is humorous without losing grace; I am outspoken and quick-thinking; Cheng Runchuan is more resourceful than Zhuge; In addition, the girls at the same table speak and behave like boys. Although it is violent, it can make people feel at home. Why? Because I treat her like a boy. However, she is superior to other girls and has no such noisy appearance. Looking back, in the labor class, we tasted the cold dishes cooked by our classmates. In science and technology class, we planted "pepper seeds of hope" to the land together; How many times did graffiti in art class seem intriguing now? Ah, open the old textbooks, look at our handwriting, open the diary of the first day and the second day, and taste the brilliance released by your childlike innocence. A wonderful childhood! Just this once. How do we grow from a childish 7-year-old child to a boy of 12 years old? We combined the most splendid time of our lives. How can this friendship be erased from our minds?
This time reminds me of our favorite game of "kicking" and "smashing ducks". How interesting our childhood games were! Although our class has changed for a long time, people will come back after they leave, but it is still so harmonious, and the class is like a big family. I can't help but squeeze out another name "Liu Jinhao" in my memory. I still remember that he was very interesting. He spoke with a strange accent, not a dialect. He transferred to another school in the third grade, and his composition is very good, but he seems to be a thorn in the side. His pet phrase is: "I will kick your ass when I get angry!" " The sound is still ringing in my ears. I wonder if he remembers this interesting past?
In any case, the primary school time is unforgettable for every student. Whenever, it will write a page full of affection in our minds.
Unconsciously, how many spring and autumn, how many winter and summer have passed. However, in my heart, I have never given up on you and always feel that I owe you something. .....
Remember when we were kids? I remember, it was a spring. You and I were not friends at that time, but you had many friends at that time. I always stand by and watch how you play and how happy you are.
From then on, I envy you, because you have many friends and have a good time every day. I think it would be great if I were your friend.
However, what I never expected was that you came up to me at this time and asked me with a smile, "Do you live here?" Let's make friends! Okay？ "I was shocked, but you took my hand and ran away without waiting for my permission. I looked at your hand and suddenly felt so happy and warm!
You introduce me to your friends at once, and they all greet me warmly. You said, "Come on, we're making a snowman. Let's have fun! " ""Well, "I smiled happily. So, we began to make a snowman together. You see, I didn't bring gloves, so you generously asked me to bring gloves for you, and said, "I'm not afraid of freezing, take them with you!" "Well, thank you."
After a few days with you, I finally understand why there are so many friends around you, because you are lively, cheerful and generous, and always willing to make friends with you sincerely, regardless of anything else. I didn't think I could do all these things, but you did.
Since then, I have been infected by your happiness. One day, I found that I am more and more like you.
Senior one, senior two and senior three, we have always been good friends. In the fourth grade, I found that you seemed to be getting tired of me. Gradually, you don't call me at school in the morning, and you don't wait for me after school at noon. I don't understand. Why? What did I do wrong? Why didn't you tell me?
I really want to ask you a question, but you always don't give me a chance, as if you are avoiding me.
Finally, one day, I can't stand it anymore. I'll come straight to you, straight to the point. What I never expected was that you didn't say anything, but gave me a cold look.
I couldn't take it anymore. Running home and crying in bed was what I wanted to do, but what's the use of crying? I just want to know why you said that.
In the days to come, I am sad that you no longer regard me as a friend. However, I'm glad you still talk to me.
Once, I asked you in the QQ group if you regarded me as a friend, but you didn't speak. Later, you called me boring.
Sometimes when you talk to me, I'm not happy, so I yell at you. I really regret it now.
Before graduation, I want to say sorry to you. I may have done many wrong things in recent years, but I hope you can forgive me ... because in my heart, I have always regarded you as a friend, and I have never given up on you as a friend. ......
Sorry, Meg. Forgive me, okay? Let's go back to childhood, shall we? Let me see how lively and cheerful you were. ......
10 It's another December. I stepped into this classroom that has been with us for several years, sat on a desk and chair full of answers and looked at the wall with mottled footprints beside me. I wonder if everything can accompany me for a few 365 days. I don't want to do this, but I can't disobey. I can only say: "I can't bear to part with you!" "
I can't bear to part with you, teacher!
A few words of encouragement in the exercise book and a few carefully drawn waves aroused the ripples of gratitude in the hearts of those children. You always defend the final dignity for those students, even if he is wrong. How many spring, summer, autumn and winter, you waved chalk and struggled in front of a one-meter-wide podium and a four-meter-long blackboard, cultivating seedlings into pillars of tomorrow. But now I have to say goodbye. I wonder if I can remember you in the future. I don't want to forget, but I can only say to you: "I can't bear to part with you!" " "
Students, I am reluctant to part with you!
I have known you since I entered primary school, fighting, passing notes, making trouble, joking, not doing anything "evil", taking classes with you, taking exams together, making punishments together, being scolded by teachers, being bullied by girls, and walking together. Your face, your smile and your tears are all in my heart. In the past six years, we have had the glory of success and the tears of failure. We used to disagree, but now we have forgotten. Students, how many days and nights depend on each other, but now we have to separate. We have endless words and endless complaints. Finally, I want to say to you: "I can't bear to part with you!" "
Can't bear to part with you, school!
The first level, there are brand-new small steps, small trees that are about to take out new branches, and tall and compact teaching buildings. I am running on the school track, breathing fresh air and running briskly against the reddish sunrise. Flagpole, runway, school gate, playground, how familiar and kind, the feelings of these six years are hard to give up, but they will eventually fade away. I can only wave my hand and say, "I can't bear to part with you!" " "
I can't bear to part with you, my teacher, my classmates and my alma mater, but after graduation, all these things I can't bear to part with have to be separated. When graduation comes, I will never give up, but I will meet you in my dream forever, forever. ...