Poetry praising one's alma mater

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The trees are lush and the flowers are pleasant, and the warm spring wind lingers in the corner of my alma mater, remembering. ...

The old school motto "Learn to be a teacher and be a model" inspired me for five years. Five years ago, when I came to this cadre school teacher with a strong cultural atmosphere with youthful frivolity and confusion, I was glad that I would spend my last student days here and make a strong contribution to my study career. Some people say that all landscapes will exclude some people and favor some people; All people are born with different scenery. Therefore, the memory of reading in my life is destined to belong here, which has brought endless longing to my classmates.

The setting sun embraces the solemn teaching building, and its majestic figure is drawn long, sitting on the steps in front of the front building, listening to the voice of communication alone. The footprint of pursuit is hidden in the shadow of trees. Session after session of students learn knowledge here, but they linger here again and again. Maybe everyone is unwilling to give up the feelings established in the past five years so easily. The sadness of silent parting makes me follow. Every inch of the wall and every shadow is in my heart. I want to write a poem for my alma mater, which is full of tears of parting. My familiar alma mater walked into my dream day and night, wandering around, and I couldn't find that poem. I was awake for countless nights, holding my nostalgia until dawn.

On the crape myrtle tree, "things are human beings, and people are not everything." Flowers bloom in one season and fall in another. The figures of schoolmates are still shuttling under the ivy on campus, on the playground and in the dining room, which seems to show that they still belong here, looking up at the clouds, and their hearts are boundless. The faint clouds are gray against the light blue sky, like a pair of eyes full of tears.

There are many stops on the road of life, but this one makes me miss most. Kundera said: Life is a tree full of possibilities, but it gives me too many possibilities to live.

The sunset has become a afterglow, and the figure is getting thinner, leaving a lonely space.

I gently say hello: farewell, alma mater.

A poem dedicated to my alma mater

here

There are first-class teachers

Energetic students.

here

There is a Dibo Garden, which brings together scenic spots from all over the world.

There are biological parks planted with exotic flowers and herbs from all over the country.

here

Have our most precious memories.

Have our most unforgettable junior high school life.

There are our closest friends.

here

There are unforgettable hardships during our military training.

There is our hard final struggle in the third grade.

In this beautiful campus

Have a bond of friendship

There are joys and sorrows.

But more is the style of sweat washing.

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I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am a small seed.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your shoulders are like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

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Memories of my alma mater

Alma mater, you nurtured the future of the motherland,

Alma mater, you educated the next generation,

Alma mater, you let me learn knowledge,

You taught me the joy of learning.

I'm like a little flower that just bloomed.

You gave me soil,

You gave me clean water,

I grew up in your arms,

I study in your arms,

You let me know what to do,

You won't let me grow up idle,

You let me know the mystery of the world,

Thank you, my alma mater.

You made me a lost bird,

Found my partner again, found my home,

Ah, my alma mater thanks you again.

You let me know the importance of learning,

You gave me a learning environment,

My alma mater, I am about to leave,

You will be buried in my heart forever!

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I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater

Hang your name on your chest every day.

I can feel your great love.

You will always be my forest.

I am the seed of a smile.

My thoughts germinate in your care.

Every time I look up at you,

Your door is like a wooden house.

Including blue sky and white clouds

I once imagined that we could stand together forever.

All the beautiful mornings and nights

Wake up silently at your feet and go to sleep.

until today

I grow into a moving tree.

Relive the love you gave me.

I want to be like you.

In the storm of years

Stand in the corner of life at will

Form a green shadow

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A hymn to my alma mater.

my

Alma Mater

I

Used to be yours.

one

A strong physique

be bubbling with enthusiasm

A large number of students

I am deeply

deeply

love you

From me

Walk into you

instructed

since then/from then on

you

For me.

knowledge

For me.

arouse

(out) take me out

I see.

successful

ladder

when I

Go back again.

Your side

open eyes wide

intimately

look at you

The tall blue one.

sky

That kind of green

lawn

Great

classroom

I remember.

think

Xiangsaiwai

Rush in

windstorm

I think of it.

enthusiasm

Like the sea

soar up to the sky

tide

instigate

I can't describe it.

Persistent poetry

And unforgettable

fragments of memories

Irresistibly

retrospective

Yi brochette

Direct train

A bond of love/affection

although

I can't

Like an excellent pianist.

In the morning

Xiaguangzhong

In the warm

Xiayeli

Manipulate behind the scenes

Play for you

Melodious melody

Neither can i. /neither will i.

Stretch one's neck and sing

Let the beautiful songs

Floating on the high wall

Pass through the tree gap

subside

lakefront

Liu

but

I can put

My poetry

To you

be filled with enthusiasm

With blessings

With a halo

As me,

For your centenary celebration.

A sincere gift

my heart

Same alma mater

Teacher

classmate

be together

pedagogic

earnestly and tirelessly instruct

Classmate's

true friendship

Before I

immature

in the heart

Continuous injection

knowledge

wisdom

And creativity

Let me write badly

pen

Put them one by one

white paper

Become a party

Flag of success

Although I am

Get out of here

It's been a long time

time

But it has nothing to do with her.

have

* * * With friendship.

What about her

have

Keep giving up

get in touch with

here

overflow with

Seeded

hope

here

weave

majestic

design

here

Be pregnant

massive

talent

here

predict

abundant

Miracle

I used to like it

A robust flower

red

floret

here

smiling

blossom

Stand upright

My heart!

How happy I am

Ruyouhe

Beloved girl

In the bright sunshine

On the night of August

* * * Syria

The sweetness of life

My alma mater.

I belong to you.

People who never stop.

Wander around

People travel far from home.

Backing; backup

Knowledge package

carry

Your teaching

Walk across the plain

Walk across the mountain

Cross the green space

lawn

meet

lively

challenge

experience

weather

baptism

I made it.

Every step

Dufresne

What about you?

tightly

solidarity

You use the milk of knowledge.

Raised me

but I ...

Will also put

Full of blood

To you

I used to

pass by

Many beautiful

place

Once, too.

I like it.

Many beautiful things.

time

once

have

Many intimate

friend

Once, too.

meet with

Loneliness and

sadder

When the temptation of greed

no longer

Makes me emotional

When the torture of life

let me ...

Stay indifferent regardless of preferential treatment or humiliation.

But before I

sincere

In the world; After all, after all

But never.

Forget you

-Alma Mater

it's you

For me.

intellectual

force

let me ... ...

Lifelong benefits

Full/full/full

Winning

courage

Zibo No.6 High School

My alma mater.

for you

I do.

Hundreds of times

Thousands of times

10 thousand ideas

I have more than

once

twice

ten times

Come quietly

Your campus

Dear alma mater

You've changed.

appear

But I'm interested in my alma mater

like

But it's getting richer and richer

More and more passionate

plump

Close to you.

my heart

be suddenly enlightened

glad

The elephant is standing in the air.

On a summer night

Under the stars

everywhere

ripple

Field (plural); Field; Domain; field

A fragrant smell

Gaze into the distance.

The blue sky is boundless

Stars shine

everywhere

overflow with

lie

poetic sentiment

Let my heart surge

Take off and land again

That ancient scene

well

hurried

change

at present

floating a river

I was thinking.

When I was young.

Youth's ideal

how

In the struggle

become

real life

all

What should I do?

create

all

What should I do?

build

A hundred years old

in life

on the road

already

Old and gloomy

And my alma mater.

But like a man

come into bud

A young lady

gladly

With fantasy

With a charming

picture

continuously

appear in

My dream town

What should I use?

mood

To praise you

I hope you

Like in the morning.

Eight or nine o'clock

sun

Brilliant and brilliant

Prosperous day by day.

continuously

For glory