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I urgently need a letter to my classmates in the sixth grade. ! !
I am about to face the pain of parting. I will bid farewell to/kloc-class 0/5, my alma mater, Shi Xiao, my teacher and classmate, but I can't bear to part with it. A month ago, Chen Ming left us for Italy. At that time, we were so reluctant to go and cried.

Farewell is inevitable, I will cherish everything in front of me now, and I won't see you again in a few days. I regret not cherishing the good old days. My boyhood dream is like a flower that never fades. Time is really like waves. If you leave, you will never come back. Even if I come back, it won't be the same wave. But what I heard was not the sound of the waves, but the sound of time passing by in a hurry, and I couldn't help crying.

In the days to come, I seem to remember the comma at the beginning, the period and exclamation point at the end, the vacant and nervous eyes when I walked in and the eyes when I left.

In the last few days of primary school, I was so sad that I couldn't breathe. I walked through the teaching building, across the playground, through the dining hall, through the green trees and red walls, smiling and smiling. At the end of the corridor, my face was full of countless nostalgia. I cherish the memory of every corner of the years with a feeling I have never had before. Will thoughts and dreams bring me back on a cold summer night? Go back to these beautiful memories that will not be buried.

Now, let's say goodbye seriously, such as saying our names seriously from the beginning. Saying goodbye is inevitable! How many eyes do we have before we leave? You won't know until you really leave. Towards the wonderful and helpless world outside, let's go with friendship. No matter how many times the lights go out, how many times things change, and so on, our friendship will never leave!

I want to get back the good memories of those six years. In this short period of six years, I have grown a seedling of self-confidence and a bud of making friends. In these six years, I found a deep friendship that is slowly extending. But in a blink of an eye, I will be in the sixth grade. We are about to leave our alma mater, which has taken care of us for six years, and our teachers and classmates. Tears in my heart have already flooded. I can't bear it. I can't bear to part with every beautiful moment in primary school.

Farewell, let's stay!