Six years ago, as a first-year student, I entered a brand-new primary school. Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life flies like a blink of an eye. Now, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was full of deep nostalgia. I can't forget every teacher at school! I can't forget your kind eyes and your inculcation. It is you who nurtured our happy growth with sweat, and it is you who moistened our thirst for knowledge with the showers of knowledge. In these six years, through the hard work of teachers, we not only learned the knowledge in books, laid a solid learning foundation, but also learned a lot about being a man.

I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget our friendship and the time we spent together. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday. Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, there was our game on the court; Yesterday, we had an argument in class; Yesterday, we sang in the choir. Yes, what an unforgettable yesterday. I can't forget it.

I can't forget these six years of campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading. As soon as the morning exercise bell rang, the students quickly stood together and went downstairs in turn. In class, the students listened carefully and actively raised their hands to speak; After school, the students are active in the playground. The annual school sports meeting is even more exciting. In all sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines were deafening. The players on the field abide by the rules, strive for the first place, and adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, as if a small Olympic Games were being held. This is my familiar campus life.

Ah! What a wonderful primary school life, how much happiness and harvest you brought me, I will never forget it!

Unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grade 26

There are many things in a person's life that can't be forgotten, just like those things are hidden in shells, and no one can take them away. Primary school life is also our wonderful childhood, and I will never forget six years of primary school life. At that time, my class was a show in our grade, and my academic performance was also very good. The whole class is friends, we are like angels on a ribbon, and no one can separate us. At every sports meeting, our class always wins many awards. And every time we take part in any competition, our classmates will win prizes. I once won the third prize in the city composition competition, and our class is still the "National Excellent Class Collective"!

Our class has a good friend, that is our head teacher, Miss Wang. Teacher Wang left us when he took us to the fifth grade. She went to Xinning Road Primary School as the vice principal. Originally, Mr. Wang didn't tell us when he was leaving, but several of my classmates already knew. Teacher Wang doesn't want us to tell other students for fear of affecting their mood. In the five years that Mr. Wang taught us, the teacher always regarded me as a good student. Teacher Wang left a message in everyone's excerpts when he left. And what Teacher Wang wrote to me was: "You are a very good girl, so kind, docile and considerate. On the surface, you are always timid and introverted, but deep down, you are full of passion. You love your parents, your teachers, your classmates and your class. Only children who know how to love are the loveliest. I will remember you, good girl! " I will never forget this passage.

And a flower, a grass, a tree, a scene and a thing on campus have been with us for six years, which I will never forget. There is also a lilac tree. That summer, Miss Wang took us to observe lilacs. The scent of lilacs is like the strong teacher-student relationship between our classmates and Mr. Wang.

This is my unforgettable primary school life. At the same time, I hope my primary school teachers and classmates can be happy. This is the treasure in my heart, and no one can take this most beautiful memory away.

Unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grade three and six.

If the primary school life is compared to a colorful jewelry box, then the dribs and drabs between my classmates and me are like full and round pearls, strung together into a happy necklace that I will never forget in my life. I remember it happened a few days before the new semester. I had a bad cold and kept coughing. I feel cold from time to time, just like staying in a huge ice room.

In the third class, I coughed for a while, as if I coughed up my whole lung. At this time, I have no idea to listen at all. I just feel my head swell and my head is getting heavier and heavier, like a sack filled with lead. Li saw me at this time and took out his pocket at the front desk, as if looking for something. Then, she took out two boat-fruited Sterculia from her pocket, wrapped them in plastic boxes, gently placed them on my desk, and said in a gentle tone, "Cui Yuxuan, when I called you yesterday, I felt your voice hoarse and you were coughing all the time." Put the boat-fruited Sterculia in your mouth, this cough is very useful! "While speaking, she looked at me with concern. With these words, she immediately turned around. At that moment, my heart immediately became warm. "She is very careful. When she heard my cough on the phone, she thought of me and sent me medicine! "While I was surprised, I showed more happiness and moved.

Looking at these two "beautiful" boat-fruited Sterculia like black pearls, a warm current welled up in my heart. After that, I felt warm all over, and the warmest place was my heart.

After six years of primary school, there are still many warm people and things that have always touched me and I will cherish them in my heart forever.

Unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grade four and six.

Time flies, six years, fleeting, my heart is full of good memories. The ignorant child who just stepped into the campus suddenly became a sensible person. These six years of primary school life, wonderful and reluctant, are about to go their separate ways. How much we miss playing with our classmates. In this long time, our first failure, our first success, our first quarrel, our first mistake, our first game together, the first time.

I can't forget the students' sweating posture on the playground; I can't forget the sweet laughter of my classmates, the loud reading sound of my classmates ... The time when we laughed, cried and silly with our classmates is so worthy of nostalgia, taste and cherish. ...

"The moon is full of wind and rain, and people have joys and sorrows." Although I don't want to leave, I will go my separate ways in the end. Thanks to the teachers who have taught for six years, and thanks to the classmates who have accompanied me for six years. Please don't cry, don't be sad, we should be strong, with a smile, and draw a perfect ending in this beautiful six-year chapter.

Unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grades five and six.

Six years of primary school life is fleeting, which is an unforgettable time. Looking back suddenly, our primary school life is like a colorful picture scroll, recording our ups and downs. Six years of primary school life is like a cup of sweet and sour lemon tea. It is sour, but it drinks endless charm from time to time. In that tug-of-war, we will always remember a sentence: "One point of hard work, two points of decline, three points of exhaustion." However, due to the strength of Class Two, and at the most critical moment, the big man in our class is especially long and new. As a result, our class was defeated. At that time, my heart was as sour as vinegar

Six years of primary school life is like a cup of sweet and delicious honey water, sweet, from time to time to taste the sweet joy, that math exam, I passed all the way, and finally won, scored 100, and was praised by teachers, parents and classmates ... I was as sweet and flattered as drinking honey.

Six years of primary school life is like a plate of Chili dishes. We taste bitter tears from time to time. Physical education, fine arts, music, science, morality and society all have to be tested, not to mention Chinese, mathematics and English. We recite, recite, write and study crazily just to get a good grade.

Goodbye, dear teacher, the students will never forget your unrepentant teaching ... Goodbye, dear classmates, although we are going to say goodbye, our pure friendship is like a lily, which has left us with beautiful memories ... Goodbye!

Time is an ingenious artist, perfectly carving our six-year primary school life and slowly printing it into my mind.

The second volume of the sixth grade Chinese is unforgettable in the composition of primary school life.

The journal has been mercilessly torn from page to page, and it is getting closer and closer to June. Time is ticking by. When I found that my six years would be explained by a little red book, I felt a little disappointed and sad. Walking on the road of campus, those younger brothers and sisters happily held hands and lined up neatly to go home, smiling on their cheeks, so pure and beautiful. It seems that all the innocence we lost is left on them. I saw it in a trance. At the thought of leaving this school where my joys and sorrows are hidden, I have some unspeakable thoughts.

I really want to cry, but I can't. My tears have dried up in the school here. When the test results are not satisfactory, when the teacher scolds me, I always hide myself in school, and then go home and curl up in the corner with a doll rabbit to vent my dissatisfaction silently. Every time I cry, I will tell myself that I must be strong next time, and I must hide my tears until I get satisfactory results when I graduate, and then I will leave without regret …

I read a sentence in a book: growth may only take a flower to bloom, but transformation needs to bloom. I suddenly remembered my classmates in my former school. Have they changed, too Into a face I don't know? Grow up slowly? Not afraid of the stumbling of life, cut down the road that stops them from changing? Then, some classmates' faces flashed in my mind. I thought I had forgotten them long ago, but they were deeply imprinted in my heart. My eyes are a little dry.

I slowly suppressed my emotions, but tears still fell on the composition book drop by drop, and disappeared on the thin paper in the blink of an eye, like withered flowers, desolate and beautiful.

Let me sing a farewell song for you, accompany you, and make your six-year primary school life no longer regret. On graduation day, we laughed together.

The unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grade seven and grade six.

Time is like a sharp arrow flying, and in a blink of an eye, it flies to the sixth year of primary school. In the more than 2,000 days that have flown by, students' joys and sorrows and grievances are recorded. Time waits for no one. I will leave my alma mater and classmates in one month. The gate of the campus is still so high, but we have been in and out for several years. Thinking about the first day of primary school, my mother took me from this gate to a place full of strangeness, and then I met a group of strangers, and the strange teacher gave us the first lesson ... Later, I gradually became familiar with this place and gradually integrated into this class and this school. ...

The teaching building is so high, and the classroom is still so bright and tidy. We had an open class here and shouted "Hello, Teacher" and "Goodbye, Teacher" countless times, full of unchanging friendship for teachers. I remember that at the beginning of the class, when the teacher didn't come, there was a "vegetable market" in the classroom, and then I don't know who suddenly shouted "the teacher is coming", which scared the students to quiet down instantly. ...

The playground is still big and green. In the past, our class was here, sweating like rain at the sports meeting, working hard and uniting as one, in exchange for a certificate symbolizing honor and cheers from the students; On the physical education class, we had a good time here, and laughter filled the whole campus. ...

Now look at our old photos. At that time, we were still a group of children who were not sensible. Every photo looks so bitter, but it always smiles so sweet. ...

I have grown a lot in this campus, becoming smarter, stronger, more honest, more United and more reluctant. ...

All good things must come to an end. Students at school can't stay with us for life. The road ahead depends on me. Farewell, dear teacher, farewell, dear classmates, farewell, alma mater! I hope we can meet again in the future!

The second volume of Grade 86 Chinese will never forget the composition of primary school life.

The most unforgettable childhood is the days when I got along with my classmates during primary school. In primary school, I made many good friends. They care about me and love me, not to mention how good they are to me. I really don't know when I can pay off this kindness. I remember when I first entered school, everything in the school made me feel strange. But it didn't take me long to get familiar with everything here. After class, I jump rope, play hide-and-seek and learn from each other. You helped me, and I helped you. We have all grown up, but our friendship has become stronger.

When I was in the third grade, I couldn't keep up with my studies for a while. The exam has always been about 90 points. The students saw me like this and decided to make it up for me. They took advantage of a short break of a few minutes after class to explain to me one by one. Gradually, my grades climbed, and 90% of the papers seemed to be intimidated by our friendship and never dared to come to me again. I got a high score in the final exam! My classmates were all happy for me when they saw that I got a high score in the exam.

Once, 20 yuan was lost, and ants were everywhere. My classmates came up to me and asked me. I told them and they helped me find it together. We seem to have searched the whole classroom, but we still can't find it. After a while, I found it. It turns out that the wallet of 20 yuan is in my children's cartoon. At this time, the students looked at each other and said, "Should we punish him for teasing us like this?" "Yes!" They answered with one voice. I listened, hurriedly "beg for mercy".

I am like a blank sheet of paper, and my life is unremarkable. But my dear classmates drew all kinds of gorgeous colors on my colorless paper, which made me more beautiful than before and made my life colorful.

The second volume of Grade 96 Chinese will never forget the composition of primary school life.

If memory is a bright night sky, then my primary school life is the brightest star in that night sky, dotted with unforgettable stories; If memory is a book that records life, then my primary school life is the most wonderful chapter in that book, telling unforgettable stories; If memory is a colorful picture, then my primary school life is the most critical color in that work of art, drawing unforgettable stories ... I still remember that I was very excited when I first stepped into this strange campus-this is the campus where I will live for six years in the future.

These long and short six years have left an indelible mark on my heart.

I can't forget the pride of wearing a red scarf on the first day, and I can't forget the pride of getting good grades in the exam; I can't forget the excitement of taking the stage to host the second grade, and I can't forget the excitement of running for the team cadres; I can't forget the smile when I got the certificate in the third grade, the passion when I was a class magazine in the fourth grade, the applause when I was in the fifth grade, and the self when I worked hard in the sixth grade ... pride and happiness have accompanied me for six years.

When I unconsciously opened the book named Memories in my mind, I suddenly saw the most valuable page-both the joy of playing with my classmates and the contradictions and unpleasantness among my friends, but the final "ending" was still rendered with a smile. In the past six years, I have gained something more valuable than my grades-mutual care and trust between friends. Looking back, I have won a treasure after seeing this glittering memory.

Six years passed quickly, and suddenly I turned my head, but my heart felt a little sad. However, I still can't forget that precious memory crystal.

/kloc-unforgettable composition of primary school life in the second volume of Chinese in grade 0/6

The flower-like years and poetic childhood are unforgettable, but I am more intoxicated with the splendid primary school life in Chaoyang. Six years of primary school life is long, but the school is full of flowers and short-lived. In these six years of primary school life, I understand sincere friendship, what is a warm teacher-student relationship and what is unforgettable. In the past six years, the school is full of green, green grass and green trees. In the past six years, the school has been full of flowers, Chinese rose flowers and Ziwei flowers ... In the past six years, the school has been full of harmony and peace. This beautiful grass and trees, birds and flowers, is deeply imprinted in my mind. How can I not forget it? In the past six years, the school is full of strong feelings between teachers and students. How many days, the teacher spoke for us earnestly; How many nights, the teacher corrected our homework for us; How many times have students sent cards to their teachers during festivals? How can this warm and lovely teacher-student relationship not leave me unforgettable?

In the past six years, the school has shown the friendship of students everywhere. When you are ill, I will give you homework and make up your homework. You forgot your things, so I lent them to you. How can this profound friendship not leave me unforgettable? In the past six years, the school has been full of laughter. After class, the students ran out of the classroom to tell new and interesting stories and share them with you. After school, everyone gathered in the playground to play "indecent assault". How can this happiness not make me unforgettable? In the past six years, the school has been filled with the love of students everywhere. When a catastrophic disaster occurred in a certain place, the students generously donated money15 yuan, 0 yuan, to comfort the people in the disaster area with their sympathy and love; The senior students got leukemia, and they were both sympathetic and sad. They held out their small hands and donated money and materials. How can this virtue of "one side is in trouble and all sides support" not be forgotten by me?

In retrospect, the six years of primary school life are vivid. How I miss the anxious primary school life!

For six years, friendship has been innocent and pure. It has no jealousy or suspicion. It gives me happiness and a smile. In difficult times, there are always friends to accompany us ... on campus, we play together, sigh the beauty of life together and look forward to a bright future together! Primary school life is the cradle of wisdom. She greeted me with rich knowledge; She touched me with pure friendship; She embraced me with romantic youth. She let me know the true meaning of life and the beauty of people's hearts! I will never forget my primary school life!

Six years of primary school life, recorded my growth trajectory; Six years of primary school life has purified our hearts; Six years of primary school life has recorded our bitterness and bitterness. How can six years of primary school life not make me unforgettable?