600 words composition on unforgettable campus (1)

The cold wind pulled down the dead leaves, which fell to their roots. I couldn't help but fall into meditation. The kind face of the teacher, the lively figure of the students, and the bursts of laughter and laughter have become the unforgettable campus life. Oh, unconsciously, I seem to have returned to the old campus.

Looking back, every tree and grass in my alma mater moved me; Looking back, every brick and tile of my alma mater makes me nostalgic. Here is my alma mater, which has been with me for six years, and my sweet and bitter home. Look, that old and tough Chinese parasol tree is still the same. Time has taught him to be strong; Listen, the bird who can only sing and dance is still the same. Time has taught him how to be brave. What bright flowers, what lovely teaching buildings, what familiar things, what a beautiful campus! I hope time can be fixed at this moment, and everything here will be branded in my mind, which will be unforgettable forever.

"When the silkworms die, the wax torches become ashes and tears begin to dry." This is Li Shangyin's ode to teachers all over the world - teachers, engineers of human souls. Remember, who has been considerate to me in the past six years? Remember, who influenced me imperceptibly and earnestly in the past six years? It's the teacher, it's the light that points the way. Teacher, remember? You stayed up late to prepare for classes for us, even your eyes were red and swollen; But we were absent-minded, and our achievements fell sharply, which made you disappointed, and you even fell ill. Teacher, you are the most lovely person - you are the gardener, watering our growth; You are a candle, illuminating our progress; You are a teacher, teaching us to be strong. Teacher, amiable teacher, I will certainly live up to your expectations and study hard!

Friends are the most precious wealth in life; The students are pearls in the sea. Six years of ups and downs, we walked together; Six years of sweet and sour, we share. How can I forget? In that dark rainy night, it is you who send an umbrella for me; In the era of competition, it was you who brought care to me. In the school sports meeting, we raced against the clock to the dawn of victory; In the get-together, we shared happiness together, and the whole classroom was beaming. Can't forget, can't forget the classmates who have been with me day and night, can't forget your brilliant smiling faces!

The water of time continues to flow, but what cannot be erased is the wonderful and unforgettable campus life. Higher than the sky, is the teacher's grace; Thicker than the ground, is friendship. I hope my alma mater will always be energetic and swagger to greet every day!

Time flies by, and our campus life is constantly changing colors, with joy and distress following. However, we love campus life, because it is a life of fire and poetry, which is the real life! Oh, our campus life, like the moon, has ups and downs, joy and distress; It is also like a kaleidoscope, showing a colorful world

Oh, unforgettable campus life!

600 words composition on unforgettable campus (2)

Six years ago, I held my mother's hand and stepped into this strange campus for the first time; Six years ago, I walked into the classroom with my schoolbag on my back and opened my eyes eager for knowledge; Six years ago, I sat upright in my seat, sucking the nectar of knowledge... Time flies. Six years of primary school life is coming to an end in a flash, and I will leave this beautiful campus. How I want to shout: "My alma mater, I hate to leave you!"

I still remember the entrance ceremony six years ago, when my older brothers and sisters in grade six put on a bright red scarf for us. That was how excited I was because I became a member of the Young Pioneers. The sun shines on me, and the breeze blows the red scarf on my chest. I feel honored to be a member of the Young Pioneers. From that moment on, I determined to study hard and serve the motherland in the future! From then on, I began to learn

In the past six years, I have studied happily with my classmates, and the rain and dew of knowledge have moistened us. In the class, I made several good friends. Whenever I read a good article, I will share it with them; Whenever I have questions that I don't understand, I will ask them for advice; Whenever I am sad, I will be comforted by friendship. In six years, we are making progress and growing up together. The friendship between us becomes more and more profound as the time of parting approaches. We are about to part, friends, please let me say a word to you: "May our friendship last forever!"

In the past six years, my familiar teachings will always ring in my ears. It is you, my dear teacher, who nurtures my growth all the time. Teacher, you are like a candle, illuminating us and burning yourself. You have dedicated your youth to cultivate us into the pillars of the motherland, and you have paid much effort and sweat for our beautiful future. Over the past six years, you have broken your heart for us. How many wrinkles have been added to your eyes, and chalk has already whitened your hair. You still silently dedicate yourself, only to cultivate the flowers of the motherland. Six years are about to pass, and I want to say to my teacher: "Teacher, you have worked hard!"

Over the past six years, my dream has always been a beautiful figure. You, my dear alma mater, have provided me with a good learning environment so that I can learn better. Once entering the school gate, a tall palm tree came into sight. Some birds built nests on it and often sang to the palm tree. The grass here is so green, the flowers here are so red, and everything here is so beautiful! I study happily in this environment.

Goodbye, dear alma mater, in your arms, I have changed from ignorance to understanding, from childishness to maturity. I will never forget my beautiful alma mater

600 words composition on unforgettable campus (3)

I will always leave in this beautiful campus. Every leaf and every aisle here will be remembered in my heart, but I cannot take it with me; However, they exist in such a way that they enrich life and write wonderfully.

I have lived in this school for six or seven years, and I like this school indelibly. In a sense, I like this campus. Although I have to follow the rules here, face relentless examinations all day long, be scolded by teachers, and write repeated homework, I still like her: like her every day's sun, like her every inch of land, like her every cluster of flowers and plants, like her every "race".

I know that the exam is a marathon race, and there should be no slack. If you are not careful, there will be so-called "failure" knocking at the door. Therefore, I am desperately looking for happiness all day long and dare not look up in this game. During the "black" days, I once comforted myself with the words "pain is the process of growth, cruelty is the witness of reality.". How I want to leave this campus earlier! However, campus life is not limited to examinations, it is only a part of it. More is the arrival of happiness, the knock of luck, the joy of victory, and the tears of excitement. In this experience, the word "campus life" has gradually been accepted by me.

Soon after I accepted the campus life, I had grown up day by day and unconsciously. Some extremely important things have disappeared from me, but at the same time, some things are hard to be eliminated by time. For example, the good qualities of teacher friendship, moral thought, loveliness and innocence, kindness and love will lay the foundation and foundation of my future life.

The truth is often not as simple as I imagined. With these, I have changed from "entering the campus" at the beginning to "going out of the campus" now. Six or seven years of love, all in an instant, at this moment, how I want to stay on this campus for a few more days! However, what is destined to be lost cannot be retained for a moment; Just like the meteor with a long tail, it falls in an instant. I really regret why I had to leave her arms so much! After all, the present is the present. The past, which has become history, will always be remembered in my mind in the years to come.

bye! Beautiful campus! I will always remember you! I will remember your teachings deeply in my heart! I hope one day I can meet again. At that time, I will still visit you again with my small eyes, as I did many years ago!

600 words composition on unforgettable campus (4)

I have lived on campus for four years, and many things have happened that are hard for me to look at. There are many stars accompanying the moon, but the brightest one is the one that I can't erase. Let me still unforgettable, deeply appreciate the care and care of teachers.

That afternoon, I didn't know why I felt sick and vomited. I couldn't help vomiting for several times. Some of the students laughed at me, and some said, "Oh, how disgusting!" My self-esteem fell from the highest point to the lowest point. At this time, the sound of "Da Da" sounded, and I was shocked when I saw it! It turned out that when she lost herself, she had already picked up the mop and vigorously dragged away the rice and vegetables I vomited, and shed little drops of sweat. The sweat formed a beautiful picture. When the students saw the teacher's words and deeds, they opened their mouths wide, which seemed to hold an egg. When she finished, the students still looked at the teacher. Maybe it was a way of expression! I also have a lot to say to the teacher, but I can't say it in my heart, so I can only look at the teacher with a little unknown eyes. "I should even say thank you!" I think, because the teacher's care cannot be expressed in words.

After class, the teacher asked me: "Do you want to call your parents? I nodded and dialed the phone number." But I didn't get through. The teacher is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. At this time, the teacher asked me to sit outside the classroom to bask in the sun. Sure enough, I felt much more relaxed. I felt the bright sun beating gently on my belly, relieving the pain and stopping vomiting. After a while, my mother came in a hurry and took me to the hospital.

The teacher is really hard! To protect us and teach us knowledge, teachers are really great! I also want to be a caring teacher in the future. Watching the teacher grow old day by day, I also want to repay the teacher with a good result!

Time flies like an arrow. In a twinkling of an eye, six years of primary school life is coming to an end. But the unforgettable thing that happened in school will haunt my mind forever. The time in my alma mater is running out, the sound of my classmates' reading is still in my ears, and the hard work of teachers is still in front of me... The colorful primary school life makes me unforgettable all my life!

I remember one time, the teacher asked us to preview the text we were going to learn tomorrow. When I got home, I just played and forgot to preview. The next day, after class, the teacher asked someone to read the text. I thought nervously that I was unlucky that I didn't listen to the teacher. I buried my head very low and prayed that the teacher would never call me. I heard the teacher calling my name during my absent-minded summer vacation. Suddenly, I felt that the eyes of the whole class were focused on me, At this time, there was a crack on the ground that I wanted to get into. I walked with heavy steps. The distance from the podium to the seat was several meters, but I felt it was tens of kilometers long. On the podium, I only felt that the students were talking about it. My mind was blank. There were too many new words in this lesson. I said, "Teacher, I didn't prepare, I won't". The sound of this sentence is lower than that of mosquito buzzing. The teacher chose another person, and others read the text fluently, while I, and I...... Did not listen to what the teacher said in this class.

After class, the teacher called me to the office and asked me to explain. I hesitated and said, "I went to play and forgot to preview." The teacher touched my head and said, "It's OK. You must preview well next time." At that moment, I actually shed tears. "Teacher, why don't you criticize me? Maybe I'll feel better then." I said while wiping my tears. But the teacher kindly said to me: "Don't cry, remember this lesson, it will never happen again." Maybe now the teacher has forgotten this matter, but I will never forget it all my life.

It is the teacher who gives me tolerance, and the teacher who gives me confidence. The most selfless teacher in the world is the one who cares for us like a mother. This is love. The person I want to thank most is the hard working gardener. It is the teacher's motherly love that has taught me a lot, a lot

In my memory, many past events are like footprints on the beach. When the waves roll in, they disappear without a trace. Some of the past events are like coral clumps on the sea floor, always bright. One of the coral clumps is the largest and most beautiful, which is this matter.

Once, I went to a ceremony to join the Young Pioneers. The teacher asked us to wear red scarves, and a sense of pride came into being. Seeing that the red scarf was about to be sent to my hand, my heart beat faster, and beads of sweat were popping up on my forehead. I thought to myself: Prince Hao, Wang Zihao, why didn't you listen to your mother's advice? Why didn't you learn how to tie knots? That's great. I'll see what you do! At this time, I got the red scarf, and was unwilling to be laughed at by my classmates, so I said to myself: "I can't be laughed at by my classmates like this, let me try it myself!" I took the red scarf and tied it carefully, and found that it turned into what Li Yu wrote: "It can't be cut, but it can't be sorted out." I had to go to my classmates to help me, and the student on my right blushed, Embarrassed, I said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it, I'm looking for someone to help me too!" I sighed and asked the left classmate, who also looked at me innocently and said, "I'm the same as that classmate, I won't!" Just as I was anxious, I heard a familiar voice coming: "Wang Zihao, let me help you." This words drove away my anxiety like a ray of sunshine. I turned around slightly and saw that it was Lou. I was very excited. I quickly asked, "Really?" Lou said, "Of course." She helped me tie a red scarf. I said excitedly, "Thank you, you are really helpful and timely." Lou said with a smile, "You are welcome."

This event is still fresh in my memory. It seems that it happened yesterday, and I will be as helpful as my classmates in the future.

In the beautiful campus, many interesting things happen every day, which are colorful, like seashells. What impressed me most was the last military training in the fourth grade, which made me learn to be strong and brave.

In the south, winter is similar to autumn in the north. The sun hangs wearily over Conghua, Guangzhou, and shines on the playground of Liuxi Primary School. "Today's military training!" That morning, I couldn't help but feel excited like boiling water in my heart. I thought, "Military training must be fun," and I hopped back to school.

"Step on the spot -- go!" The military training began. "Kick, kick, kick..." The students stepped up in disorder, like the sound of countless wild horses walking around, shouting and gathering, "Hey, you stepped wrong." A student screamed, and everyone looked at it in unison, "Wow, ha ha ha......" Everyone laughed like a tide. It turned out that one of the students stepped on the wrong foot and threw the wrong hand.

"One, two, one..." The drillmaster's command was as bright as Hong Zhong's, "Don't laugh," quickly reorganized the team and corrected the action, with a serious look like a stone carving. Step, step, continue to step, my feet are sore, my legs are soft, my waist is tired, and my whole body seems to have pulled out muscles and bones, like a broken frame. The heart began to be anxious, like a mouse gnawing, like a cat scratching, like a fire burning. No, I can't stand it. I have to report to the drillmaster and ask for leave to have a rest. "You are so fragile, like a flower in the greenhouse, can you persist in the military training?" At this time, what my father said in the morning sounded in my ears. Hum, I gritted my teeth and told myself: persist, persist, persist!

"Kuang Kuang Kuang..." Finally, the sound of students' steady and rhythmic steps shook the playground. "Ding Lingling," after school, I finally stuck to it, like a flower blooming in my mind.

Military training has taught me perseverance and courage. It's unforgettable.

The campus has a collection of the growth spectrum, full, page by page, heavy. There is one thing that I can never forget, which will always be remembered in my mind and benefit me all my life.

On a morning with delicate fragrance, the corner of the wall is full of triangular plums, which add full warmth to the atmosphere of spring and summer. Leaflet is very energetic, green is lovely, green is beautiful, green is fresh, green is comfortable, green is fresh. Step up the stairs to the classroom.

It seems quiet today. It seems that something strange is going to happen. Mr. Du opened the blue door, asked us to read the text, and then checked our feelings. The triangular plum blossoms outside the wall are so bright, red and dazzling. I had a hunch that the teacher would let me talk about it, but I didn't worry too much. Mr. Du said that we should spot check our feelings. After hearing this, I felt panic: what should I do if I was drawn? Thinking about it, the teacher began to "scan", and the teacher's eyes suddenly turned to me. I was very nervous, but I still pretended to be excited and walked to the front desk.

Everyone's eyes were on me, and I had to spit out a word or two to squeak. Because I was timid, I felt very uncomfortable. I was really embarrassed. The teacher told me not to be nervous and relax. I heard a small applause, and then, ten times, one by one... I mustered up courage and was about to talk when I felt there were thousands of eyes staring at me, whispering and talking. The teacher thought I couldn't say it, and said, "Go ahead. Today's main goal is to make every timid student treat everything as ordinary.". At this time, my face was red, and I stumbled back to my seat with unspeakable injustice and impatience.

In the afternoon, the teacher also picked me to answer. I said every word fluently, echoing in the whole classroom like a beautiful melody.

Since then, I have deeply understood that as long as I have confidence, nothing is impossible.